Words, Words, Words

The crush of humanity pins me to one spot in the crowded bar. I can’t move, I can barely breathe. Maybe my tolerance for crowds is diminishing—maybe I’m just not up for crowded bars any more. Maybe it’s the people there—they’re not my typical type that I tend to encounter when I usually go out [...]

In This Air — Dave Fischoff
I’ve developed a strange habit. When I’m riding the bus I’ve tended to listen to the same song on repeat the whole ride, as if looped chords somehow stops time as I travel and the bus ride flies by in seconds instead of minutes. Of course it doesn’t really, but [...]