As we sit beside the bleached highway, with little red Volvos passing us curbside and teal minivans blowing hair into our faces, the downbeat of random songs from random radios move with the generated current and bounce off the panneling of pretty townhouses. Shiny silver wheels like shiny silver dollars reflect the sunlight we see melting into dirty rear windows. The walkways are parched. No one uses them anymore.
But our ears feel hollow. For the cars rushing by steal our thoughts, and carry them away with the wind, caught in the millisecond muffles of conversation passing by so fast, they make no sound at all.














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"We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out."
...Ray Bradbury, Zen In The Art of Writing
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You never just lose it, you simply let it go...
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l、 ~ヽ
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You never just lose it, you simply let it go...
-./l、
(゚、 。 7
l、 ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ
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"We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out."
...Ray Bradbury, Zen In The Art of Writing
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You never just lose it, you simply let it go...
-./l、
(゚、 。 7
l、 ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ
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"We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out."
...Ray Bradbury, Zen In The Art of Writing
the only thing i would suggest is using a better word than pretty, it's one of those words that you hear a lot. other than that really nice job on this
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Its nice to see other people still go on walks.
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