i miss . . .
15 September 2001 - 11:48 a.m.

Coming home from clothes shopping yesterday I walked the streets alone. The air is cool, I feel alone, I know I’ve missed my early morning walks.

It’s been so long, you see. Almost four months now since I last walked the streets at night. At home I never go out at night. I wish I did.

I wish I could.

I miss the faces of the sleeping shops, I miss the colors and the sounds.
I miss the cold morning air blowing in my face and the feel of my feet pounding the ground.

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