Brooklyn

I woke up this morning and there was a cat, a black cat with a white beard looking at me.

I woke up this morning and turned on the television, the news was strange.

I woke up this morning to the sound of voices, strange voices outside my window.

I woke up this morning to the smell of a different detergent on my pillow and sheets.

I woke up this morning and there was no one next to me.

I woke up this morning and went for a run through familiar but strange streets.

I woke up this morning and did not breath in sea air, instead, city air passed through my lungs.

I woke up this morning and realized I was back in Brooklyn.

I'm back in Brooklyn.

Brooklyn.

BROOKLYN.

Brooklyn.

Brooklyn.

Brooklyn.

I'm back in the BK. wow.