After I leave the office I listen to loud music on my headphones and on my walk home, three miles, I race the traffic in its traffic jams. The air is thick with polution in our city, everyone is on their way somewhere. I am the same. I fix my eyes on nothing, put the loudest music I own onto my mp3 player, and I walk faster than the buses and cars. I arrive home breathless.
This is the best part of my day.
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