A little stream of consciousness, evening sensations experienced last night.
Chirps of unseen insects reverberate in the moist evening air, perhaps its officially night now in the city, when does the evening officially slip into night anyway?
Siren blasting in the distance, consistent hum of tires on pavement intercepted by a train whistle, huffing its warning, speeding toward intersections emblazened with flashing red lights, preventing cars from crossing toward thier destinations. Where you going? Whats the rush? Feeling grateful to just sit and relax in nothingness, under a pale yellow moon listening to the melodic chaos in the distance.