long walk at night

always helps, a long broad road with banks and phone companies and nothing, as trist as most british towns these days.
crossing a bridge, passing the rail station i found a bar still open past midnight:one.
i have a beer, my favorite, superbock stout. then i'll take a taxi to go back wherever i came from, just another hotel.
walking is to me slowing down,
a way to let go in going.