That there was a feeling, I was sure. What it was, what it meant and why it was here, of that I was not. You know, it's sad that I'm seated here writing this in my my little book at this little cafe I have started to frequent. Feels to me like I'm in a low budget Humans of New York article that might never make it to Facebook. That's exactly how it feels. No one will read this and that's why I am doing this.
Filial Piety.
Filial Piety.
Filial Piety.
That there was a feeling, I was sure. What it was, what it meant and why it was here, of that I was not. You know, it's sad that I'm seated here writing this in my my little book at this little cafe I have started to frequent. Feels to me like I'm in a low budget Humans of New York article that might never make it to Facebook. That's exactly how it feels. No one will read this and that's why I am doing this.