alone in public

on Saturdays i failed to plan for, i will go downtown alone and walk around and look at people and listen to music. it’s easier to think outside.

there is no one with me for me to entertain, wonder if they’re bored with or annoyed by me, restrict my diet for, make occasional uncomfortable eye contact with, or stand at an empty stop light with because they aren’t a habitual jaywalker like myself. I hate to impose.

My sanity is nourished by small doses of being outside and alone, where no one knows where i am or who i am. i have no past, no name, no job, no expectations. i’m just a young man in a tight t shirt.