4 Mar 2016

A View from the Window by Victoria Tryzno

The square is absolutely filled with cars.
They shouldn't be there! It's a square not a parking lot! In the distance I see restaurants and kiosks with street food. The smell must be amazing. God, I'm so hungry... But I don't want to go out, because the weather is horrific. People are wearing warm coats and waterproof boots, but it doesn't them from wet cold specs of snow. I wish spring would come sooner.
Sometimes, when I'm looking out of the window, it feels like every person on the street is insane. Moving chaotically, rushing nowhere, talking to noone. Crazy movements, like in some kind of weird tribal dance. I like to think that I'm not one of them. I never run. I swim. I float.

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