Urban Dream Street Sketch

The night spills its glow over the cracked brick, and I find a napkin in a forgotten pocket, turning it into a diary for the street. I sketch a neon‑tinted cat that drifts between lamp posts, because the city’s gray grid can’t cage my restless ideas. A slice of pizza waits on the curb, a small rebellion for any stray pigeon that needs a bite. #UrbanDreamer 🌙🖌️