Thirty - Klempner
They don’t need me. With celebrations all round, it’s as good a time as any to make myself scarce. Shrugging a jacket from the hook by the door, I head out.
Breathe…
Driving down the mountain, with no clear idea of where I’m going, I steer on autopilot.
Mitch is right. f**k knows I"ve spent enough of my life alone. And I know that I don’t want that life again. But somehow, with Mitch’s blessing, I can admit to myself that what I’m feeling is the Call of the Wild.
In the City, I park up.
What to do?
I’ve no idea. Aimless, I wander the streets, enjoying the feel of having the swarm around me but not being a part of it. Roaming at random, I follow my feet, seeing what’s to be seen…
It feels good. Walking. Just walking. Just me. Watching the crowds.
Crowd-watching i
