At once joyful and unsettling

[foxsmoulder]

The end in the beginning - the night shift. The people who actually take the time to talk to me are the joyful part of the morning. They get more than the vacant scowl :)

It is at once both joyful and unsettling

As more and more people filter through and into their day

their fresh beginnings impinging on the momentum of my ending

Shaking and tumbling into my solitude with their irrelevant comments

Clever words that just are not so clever anymore after being heard from a hundred lips

But their morning's thoughts are now just starting

Throughout their day these tender shoots of thought form into something greater, as mine did...

Or so I hope.

I like being alone,

But solitude kept too long grows stale and rots into loneliness and then finally despair

So I temper my self and keep my tongue

And let humanity shuffle its way back into my mind

And give up thinking for a while

And just eat my banana

Vacantly smiling back at the morning

Waiting to go home.