it's my first day of rain in paris. the rain started right after i
finished my baguette sandwich in a park by the invalides. as i was
sitting, the music i was listening to became perfectly synchronistic
with the methodic bobbing & scavenging of the pidgeons, complementing
the rhythm of the falling leaves.
maybe synchronicity doesn't follow me; maybe i just create it in my
observations to find meaning & beauty. either way is fine with me.
finished my baguette sandwich in a park by the invalides. as i was
sitting, the music i was listening to became perfectly synchronistic
with the methodic bobbing & scavenging of the pidgeons, complementing
the rhythm of the falling leaves.
maybe synchronicity doesn't follow me; maybe i just create it in my
observations to find meaning & beauty. either way is fine with me.
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