When I couldn’t sleep I’d go for a walk while listening to the music playing through my headphones and take pictures of things I’d walk by to help me find my way back because I didn’t have cell phone signal when I was in London,

I used to like thinking about how each area I’d walk by,

every park bench, every table,

every corner of every street could be someone’s entire world,

Or seeing

every person with lives as complicated and flawed as my own,

Lives being seen from the outside looking in ,

whether the people were inside or out,

strange,

as I walked by,