Hospital. They don't really care, do they?
What song? Why now?
Emergencies happen, even in the city of the sleepless.
Concerned always, but tired. Tired, definitely.
Third hour parking meter. Few more minutes. They told me not to leave. I won't. Not until I have answers.
A lot of looks. From a lot of looks. Mostly dull.
But the city never looses it's luster.
Cooler now. Rain? Dunno yet. Waiting.
Story of my life.
