Once More

I just don’t know where TF this came from . . . Traveling the city, experiencing my public transportation venture, I sit with anticipation for the inevitability of my next sign. Engaging the necessary mental applications, binding myself to the traps and gates. The playlist is rolling, pushing the chosen soundtrack through my mind, amplifying my senses and thought processes beyond expectations. My eyes are open, preventing the possibility of . . . Joseph Shanklin March 8, 2020