Here

Im the dot in the middle of the circle. Surrounded by everything happening and not even aware that im isolating myself from it all. Im the fly on the peice of bread that gets shood away but keeps comming back because it doesnt understand. Im the accidental footprints in the freshly poured concrete. There not suppossed to be there but the presence of them is humorous and somewhat...ok. Im the paint brush drownding in the cup of water. Barely used but tough on the edges. Im the tree in the back yard that barely shades anything. But still adds green to the landscape. Im....here.