collections of daily sights around the blue steps- or our main street dwelling

I watched the keys dance without noticing their sound- as her fingers caressed them softly and violently (depending on the song)
Some men sat across from me and I noticed that I was genuinely attracted to them. It made me feel like rushing-rushing over to them to confess my desires - or really just rushing to acomplish some sort of assurance that I am confident and happy.
The trees seemed to swallow the road ahead of me and I considered myself lucky for basically everything.
Even though I do feel strange. I do feel strange.