What I am…

I sit…
Sipping my coffee
Allowing my mind to drift to places on its own
Allowing my thoughts to flow freely
Going in directions I may either love or fear
It is the only way to allow myself to understand what makes me tick

I listen…
As others around me converse
Telling stories that nobody cares to hear
But are too polite to say anything
Intimate details of their relationships
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