Watching the World Go By
This high above the city, all the people, and the noise, and the congestion, all feels so small and insignificant. It’s hard not to feel some form of jealousy towards the birds, who get this view a lot more regularly.
This high above the city, all the people, and the noise, and the congestion, all feels so small and insignificant. It’s hard not to feel some form of jealousy towards the birds, who get this view a lot more regularly.