The rushing sounds of the city
It's afternoon in the city, and traffic is all around, but at a distance I can admire. From here, it just sounds like a nice breeze on the beach, but of course it can never compare with the feeling of actually being upon the warm sands and cool glistening waters.
Doors. Shut. Laughter, giggling, conversation. People coming home, with plastic bags filled, and trekking to their comfortable home away from home. Palm trees are swaying in the distance, and waving their fans, while doors shut once again.
Curious thing it is, the dreams we have, yet so alive we feel in them...