black

It is past midnight. Old town looked different tonight.. Not better. Just unfamiliar.

I walked without a destination. The kind of walk you take when you’re hoping the night will tell you something. A tram passed in the distance. Should be one of the last ones of today’s. A window flickered. Someone laughed somewhere I couldn’t see.

The street is still full of lives. Full of stories. Full of people finding their way home. And there I was. Still wandering aimlessly..

My mouth hiding a smile.. Am I happy? Was? The night still tastes like every bad decision I never regretted.

I know one thing.. that I won’t be sleeping when I go to bed tonight..