Every morning I come in Clarksville Pike and I always feel bad for the rest of the city that they do not. Because not only do you get to see the whole downtown from two really cool perspectives, you see shit that makes you feel good about living here. Women walking hand in hand. Young men with pants so baggy they walk like it’s a pursuit that requires careful consideration. A woman with a huge joint, smoking and walking down the street.
I don’t know.
It just makes me happy.