There are two types of people in this world: There are the people who seek attention, and then there is the observer:
The attention seeker seeks more than attention. Love. Understanding. Happiness. The Spotlight.
The observer is an artist searching for his muse. He is the old man feeding the pigeons at 2 a.m. in the morning. He is the man who compromises his cigarette break a few blocks away from work, just so he can see the parade across the street. She is the woman at Chapters timidly wearing goodwill couture and exhibiting life through cracked Woodstock glasses, formulating up her next novel. He is the man handing out the Burger King 'buy one ,get one free' coupons on the street 5 minutes earlier on the job just so he can smell the 7:15 fresh morning brew of coffee at the Starbucks neighboring ahead. He is the man holding up the 'Will Work For Food' sign in the middle of suburbia. She's the girl examining them all.
The attention seeker seeks more than attention. Love. Understanding. Happiness. The Spotlight.
The observer is an artist searching for his muse. He is the old man feeding the pigeons at 2 a.m. in the morning. He is the man who compromises his cigarette break a few blocks away from work, just so he can see the parade across the street. She is the woman at Chapters timidly wearing goodwill couture and exhibiting life through cracked Woodstock glasses, formulating up her next novel. He is the man handing out the Burger King 'buy one ,get one free' coupons on the street 5 minutes earlier on the job just so he can smell the 7:15 fresh morning brew of coffee at the Starbucks neighboring ahead. He is the man holding up the 'Will Work For Food' sign in the middle of suburbia. She's the girl examining them all.
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