17 June 2009

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

It was an ordinary day. I was sitting in the corner of my local coffee shop sipping my black Americano staring out over the road towards the silent ocean which I knew lay hidden behind the glare of the electric city lights. On that beach 50 miles away was a young boy experiencing a similar uneventful day. With his back leaned up against a shabby cold ice-cream truck, his slow eyes fixated on a not so bright twinkle that shun between the competitive lights of the city. We would meet in about 3 years but at this point we just stared out into the world.

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