Fortune Cookie Recipe 2

You look out your window - you see the sky, the ground, the breeze move the trees.

You walk out of your house and enclose yourself inside the confines of a car,
You park your car and walk into a building for a days work.

And you feel something has been missed, there is an empty space.

Tonight, when you get home, walk in the grass,

lean against a tree, feel the breeze on your skin,

Look at the sky through the air between you and the stars,

Is that void still there ?