Sunday, April 6, 2008
Let's Face It, I'm Tired.
I really did try and sleep, but the constant outside noise was too intriguing for my forming mind to ignore. The prostitutes, the debauched, the dope sick, the quarreling lovers, the racing cars and barking dogs. How could I bare to miss one full second. A lot of what I heard, or would dare to watch, would deeply frighten and sadden me, but intrigue was the overwhelming feeling at the beginning and end of it all.