swimming

my head is swimming with thoughts- some floating and others barely above water- some are caught in a whirlpool of sorts- some are seeming trapped,  like in a pond without movement.  late nights in the city can be quiet sometimes and it seems those nights come when i really wish they were just a little more noisy, distracting, inviting.  but tonight is one of those nights without noise. only a few cars pass by every so often and i find myself alone with my big dog wondering about this city life. changes are coming. i better teach these quiet night city thoughts to swim so that i can clear my swimming city head and find out just a little more about my city girl self.