‘I hate crowds’, said one of the odds who flooded up the plaza this evening. I’d be lying for saying that my time was quick, but everything seemed to went in a blur that they already preparing for another twinkle celebration in this foreign city. ‘I’m up!’ said everyone enthusiastically – loud that it is almost impossible to listened to one who’s not up for a celebration. But today everyone’s a team – Anyone could run, jump or scream with joy or despair, it will still be counted as a cheer.
Being out in the dark amongst millions and across the furthest distance, maybe at some point we all look like little trinkets to one another… rusty, small and insignificant.
I am sick of feeling small and invaluable.
The Loudest Backyard 