Well, the city comes to greet me with her secrets all lit up

Sometimes I walk through life with these cheerful thoughts circulating in my head. I’m so glad I work downtown, I’ll think. It’s great to be around people who aren’t like me, who pull me outside of my safe suburban existence.

And then I realize that the homeless man ahead of me is pulling soda cans out of the trash, presumably collecting them to cash in for money.

Sometimes I need to throw my rose-colored glasses to the sidewalk and watch them shatter as I walk past.

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