Prompt 36

7am, a sea of faces and a crowded sidewalk. Gum and other items that have been tossed aside scatter the cement, some of it carried away on the shoes of people walking by. Garbage, cigarettes, and the smells of all the different street venders and shops swirl around in the breeze. The constant smell of sewer and steam unpleasantly rushing up through the tiny spaces in drains and man hole covers filling the noses of pedestrians as they pass. The incessant honking from crabby morning drivers in the street and the chatter emanating from the early birds getting their daily morning coffee. In the background there is the sound of jack-hammers and saws coming from various construction sights just starting their daily work. People walking under scaffolding and the awnings hanging from doors and windows of buildings, skipping over drainage holes, dodging slow and clumsy walkers, and other obstacles that stand in the way of where they need to get to. Cars filled with people rushing off to their important meetings trying to stick to their very elaborate schedules. It is very busy and hectic with so many people in one tiny place trying to get one million different things done at the exact same time. Each person running on their own time, having their own worries, and wanting to reach the goals they've set for themselves in the day. 7am on a city street, just a little to hard pressed and fast paced for me.