Open up your ears and hearts

I am sitting on the hammock outside of my little house. The sky is grey and looks low, I am surrounded by smallish yellow leaves. Since there's no one in sight- no one on the street on in windows- I can't help but feel like I've been trapped in a sort of model built in a cardboard box. No one else exists in this small stretch of art. In a lot of ways I wish they did, but in the end it's ok because I'm playing music louder this way.