To the person that always watches the town wake up.
Hey,
Do you see a lot from that room of yours?
I suppose you do. I always see you looking outside.
I bet you've seen everyone that lives in this neighborhood at least once.
The people here all have these boring surnames.
Smith, Anderson, Brown, Williams, Miller.
What is yours?
Sincerely, the neighborhood's mail carrier.
YOU ARE READING
The Person From The Future
General FictionIn the confines of my room it's calm, the sound of static and dimmed light filling the four walls around me. That is the way I prefer it. That is the way the town looks at night. When the sun rises and the town wakes up it is the complete opposit...
