i have this recurring dream.
im not really doing anything;
kind of just standing there with my hands in my pockets.
every night the scenery is different.
its always somewhere ive been
or somewhere ive seen on television.
last night i was in the city
waiting for the little green figure on the otherside of the road.
i look up at the architechture
grasping for the sky.
people walk around me
no one seems to notice.
my hands are still in my pockets.
the windows of the building
reflect the sun, blinding into my eyes.
now i'm in a park
under a tree
waiting for the rain to start falling.
i look up at the architechture
reaching for the sky.
the rain starts to fall all around me
no one seems to notice.
my hands are still in my pockets.
and everything is alright.