Walking down a road. Could be any road.
Beautiful day. Sun is out, but a few clouds
provide a nice shade.
I'm thinking. Not unusual, as that is what I
do most.
Cogito, ergo sum.
I think, therefore I am. Descartes, I think.
See ? I think. A lot. Some say too much.
Yet, I digress....where was I ?
Ahh, yes...this day. At my leisure I stroll.
10 years after the bombs, I still think.
I am.
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Simple, yet beautiful.
If only real life were so easy.
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Well met, Accessdenied.
Simple ? I guess, in a Freudian way. Not my intention.
Beautiful ? Possibly. My intent was the thoughts of the
person walking.
Can life be easy for a person, alone for 10 years ?
I really wanted to provoke thought about the situation.
I thank you for your response.
TW
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