The worlds we know are only made by dreamers - If my dreaming makes me blind sometimes in this world, what else do I see for it?
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
A Few Moments in the Transit Station
It's always so empty, solitary - I feel like the only person in the world who has decided to travel over the bay. And there are so many destinations - sometimes I want to get on a bus that isn't mine and just go somewhere I've never been before.
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