tales from an ordinary world

2003-06-23

A drunk guy lopes around the tram, silently raging against the couples, the couples, the couples in front of him. He lights up and people look around - cigarettes are such a foreign smell on public transport nowadays.

Stepping off the tram a low-flying airliner lights up the sky. I'll stand in the middle of the road to watch it, at least while the lights are in my favour. Remind me again.