(Source: larmoyante, via anthemofthesun)
SO EXCITED I CANNOT CONCENTRATE ON ANYTHING ELSE!!!!!
by Oscar Vuong
Rush-hour on the A train. A blind man
staggers forth, his cane tapping lightly
down the aisle. He leans against the door,
raises a violin to chin, and says I’m sorry
to bother you, folks. But please. Just listen.
And it kills me, the word sorry. As if something like music
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(Source: colporteur)