I knew there was more in me. Sitting on the train on my way to New York City. Buildings pass by and the train lulls me to some kind of dreamless sleep. My converse sneakers are ripped a bit and my new sweater smells only slightly of the the maple syrup I had with breakfast.
Its another day. But somehow for some reason, the sky seems brighter and I feel like I am seeing it for the first time. Closing my eyes briefly, the October sun hits my face - a hit without the hurt. It touches my eyes and kisses my cheek. A bit of perfection that seemingly only lasts a second. Funny how something so small can be so profound. It affected me fully and I am lost to it.
The hustle, the crowds, the games and all the meetings are so far away. I'm in the thick of it. Standing still, blocking foot traffic on 5th avenue. Its not the shoves, the hard stares or the angry whispers that get me. Get out of the way, beckoning me to move.
I have to see one last time today, One second. Suddenly not moving. Staring up, hoping to get a last glance at the October sky above. So blue. One look can fill me with enough thought to last me the day. Its won't be here when I get out. Today it will be the sky that gets me.
Ignoring the garbage, forgetting the gray, There isn't enough city to shade what I am feeling. It can't block out just how bright I feel inside.
Hundreds of people around me. A single amongst many, One thought out of a thousand.
How can Something so small can be so profound.
