Waiting for the traffic signals to change.
Flow of cars. Flow of people.
It is all too much for me.
I cannot bear the noise. I cannot bear the movement.
Instead of shutting out, I decide to open up myself.
The flow of noise and movement come into me.
I have no longer myself.
I am part of landscape.
I look nowhere.
I am everywhere.
I have been eaten by the city.
I have no idea where I came from or where I am going.
My body carries me somewhere I am meant to be.
12th March 2012, in Holloway
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