trying to hear
above the din….even the walls
are leaning in
It was a Saturday night, and an opening for a group exhibition of art—hey hey hey Willy hey Willy—(sorry folks, I was dictating my comments when I spotted Willey 😽 getting into ‘no good’!) Now back to my thoughts. It was a freezing cold night, and people kept piling in to the small art gallery. I think it’s probably true that people like to go where the people are, they’re drawn to crowds. As for me, I go the other way. I like open spaces and quiet places….so, feeling cramped and crowded, barraged by too many and too much, I took a deep breath, headed for the exit sign, and squeezed my way out through the throng.
