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Subtle winds drown nearby voices. Crisp is the air that dries my lips moisture. I'm all alone now, surrounded by many strangers. The streetcar makes the trip seem more enjoyable and different. Walking down street now my feet meet the steps of the grimey subway outlet, i swipe my card and get in line, a line spreading sideways along the platform. Seeking a seat to myself with no possibilities or probabilites that a stranger could sit with me. I drift away to the sounds of my ipod. My sleep seems empty, unfufilling, yet intoxicating. I now hunger for my blankets and pillows. The wait for the bus seems prolonged. Smokers lighting up in smoke-free areas....adding to my already pleasant journey home.

I get off the bus, walk down the street and up those very familiar steps. I'm home. Now I can sleep away my troubles, preparing for yet another day which will no doubt keep me busy.

- Josh