The clock says it is 1:07 but it feels more like late afternoon. Perhaps this phenomenon is caused by my total lack of compassion and understanding for the human condition - most likely it is due to my poor taste in women, and my relentless obsession with dress shoes.
These days I shuffle around the city – every step I take getting me closer to nowhere.
I see the irrational looks on peoples faces as life passes them by. I feel my impulse to destroy everything in sight fade away. I cast my gaze down the avenue up at the rows of endless windows - sometimes I stop and think of all of the people in those tiny rooms, doing god knows what to god knows who.
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