City Traffic

This house is the house of change. Nothing is stable and nothing is secure. Each day you wake up and there is something new, something different, something that has changed. Things come and go. Objects are birthed and laid to rest. Items are moved, replaced, thrown out or changed. Each day brings something new. It would drive some people insane. People come and go. Days bring the arrival of new faces, old faces, faces you'll never see again. Times where the house is filled with life and others where it seems like everyone has abandoned ship but myself.