Sometimes I feel like a hermit living in a traffic jam in the middle of New York city.
Trying to live in a peaceful lil space, yet the possibilities of that happening are non-existent because how can you do that in a traffic jam, much less in NYC.
I feel the life around me becoming jammed and trafficked up. and everyone beeping their
non-existent horns at everything. And heres this hermit just trying to find a twig to chill on.
Quit all your nonsense world.
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