on a day as gray as today,
i've got the radio on, sitting alone
surrounded by familiar things, in a vaguely familiar place,
and feeling like a complete stranger.
the pulsating waves of music infiltrate the air,
i breathe it deep
in and out.
a constant buzz doesn't interfere, doesn't annoy.
instead it echoes the sounds i imagine the clouds are making outside.
low, constant, unchanging
comforting.
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