Posted: 04/04/22

Sunset 2 February Rhyen-Lee Miller

To feel everything but nothing at the same time really is something strange.  Noise means nothing any more, the sounds you hear may or may not be true.  The cars and the people simply stop, not just pause, but stop.  You feel isolated yet significant.  I wonder if the people know they’re being watched.  Not by God, but by a random person.  The poverty visible, the love unknown.