walking along the sidewalks, from town to city. the mesmerizing lights, the glitz, the decor, the exhaust gas. almost painted a pink sky tonight. alone. dashboard confessional rining in my iPod.

its amazing really. how many things are happening at the same time. and how many of us are actually feeling the same. in the middle of life, facing death. escaping from life, facing life. living with life, coping with life. wars, peace talks, hunts, love, sex, harvest, suicides, births. all happening at the same moment.

makes me feel insignificant, yet amazed at the same time. that somewhere else, everyone feels the same. that you and me.