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One for the romantics.

Watching myself
estranged
through the eyes
of passerby
I,
get this question
all the time.
Why?
Why here?
Why this place?
Why not New York, or
somewhere far, far away –
the kid checking me in to
Planet Fitness doesn’t quite
understand why I’m here –
I know this because
I’ve been there, and there,
more places really than I care
Philadelphia, New York, San Diego
and what did I find?
People!
Yes
people,
glorious people,
who like I
wished to know why?
We romanticize
the lives that are not ours.

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6 thoughts on “One for the romantics.

  1. We’ve lived a bunch of places, too. There are definitely differences between cities, but I agree with you that they’re all filled with the same ol’ regular people–doing and feeling the same little nothings and everythings that everyone experiences everywhere…

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