Day Two Hundred Sixty Three: Alone in the Crowd

Small lines add up to create a crowd, chaos, noise. Bit by bit, I move away from the noise, the crowd, the chaos. Not for a reason I can point to. No, but rather that my attention is elsewhere. Not for judgement of the old way, but just for intentions that lead me another way. I don't even know why. But I move on towards my destiny. And it moves towards me.

Monday, September 20: Sharpie on Paper