When the night ends - and you see the town waking - you realize how everything's perfectly organized, how the routine starts again as everyday, how everybody has to walk their roads in the same way, forever. When the night ends and, from a deep sleep, all the things around you come back to life, you see evryone running, - why don't you run at night? - all part of the plan, feeling weird, sorry for them.
And you, you're different, you've been waiting for dawn to come, you're proud of seeing the town sleep, but you'll be part of the plan soon, again.
And then you're fucking tired too.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
When The Night Ends
Posted by lucio at 12:42 PM
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