Saturday, July 21, 2007

Looking for somewhere to sit in the sun




There's the newspaper box at Hyde and O'Farrell, I can move it to different angles, but it's not exactly comfortable -- after a few minutes, my feet start to hurt, dangling there with only pain to ground them I guess except that pain isn't grounding really. Then there’s the fire hydrant on the opposite corner, it's even harder than the newspaper box, and the top is rounded, but it's okay for a few minutes until my neck burns, these tiny shooting pains in my forearms like wires poking out. Up the street from me is a gate I can lean against, but there's so much pigeon shit nearby. I could sit on the collapsible plastic seat at the bus shelter, but the sun doesn't come inside. Everybody's smoke does.

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