that there's nobody on the roads, that no one's on the pavements, that no one's gonna stop and stare.
i'd gone out to run, then changed my mind cuz my fbts was lose and kept dropping. walked towards boomers, reach the end of the road. feeling ambitious, i started in the other direction, and walked.
at my own pace.
and this i saw: a jewish family on their way to synagogue, walking. a crowded wholesome's choice. a bleeding blister. two snowmen on the rooftop of a house, inflated, not melting under the sun. tall trees. rubbish bins made me miss home. a hoping heart, a non-existent complex. a time to turn back. wanting to go on. everything but nothing. nothing but everything.