I Saw a Man from my Living Room Window

I saw a man from my living room window. I thought he was praying, but he was on his phone. I started walking, although I had nowhere to go, and so I kept moving, because it separated me from the sedentary life. Drawing out those ever increasing circles in my footsteps along the nocturnal city. I tried to de-centre myself and became off-balanced in the darkness. I closed my ears to the world and opened my eyes wider. I felt the cold on my now maskless face.