Breathing in a brand new day.
Bustling city to my quiet.
Tucked into the corner of the pulsing cafe
I am at peace.
Soft conversations foreign to my ear hum.
Grateful to be with others
while perfectly alone.
Copenhagen is not a ‘prying eyes’ scene.
No pressure to conform.
The ease of confidence is attractive
Drawing me in and keeping me out.
The Copenhagen Paradox.