There is a lot to see, on the walk home. Nearly 5 miles in $500 dress shoes, soles designed for much less than these rough hewn streets. Truth be told, I like the distance. I like the sound. The feel of rain on my head, the smell of water in my lungs. I see things you’ll not see, I hear sounds you’ll not hear, I feel things you’ll not feel. This is my rhyme and my reason. My fixture and my future. I don’t expect you to understand, I don’t even want you to. I’m crazy, I’m cursed, I’m so far from hopeful but so close to being home.