i hear the beat of restaurant xylophone
conversations of connection
ordering chicken broth
kombucha between lines
and a cat waving back at me
I see people around
stranger reflections refracting
typing between the smells of beef fumes
and black dome lights
at night the mother city tastes of ramen
i feel free
sustained
but incomplete
I need social interaction
fingertips buzzing with energy
buddha statue and soreness from yoga
stress free but need sleep