Stranger in a strange city
I think this poem is mostly about the feeling of being lost and frightened. At no point does he try to enjoy his surroundings and not be so worried. Instead, he spends his whole time thinking about what he left behind in his familiar room. “...I soon became frightened, a numb terror like a fatal illness spreading through me as I kept walking up and down unfamiliar streets...” This happens everyday when people don't stop to live life because they are to busy worrying about the future. Stop and smell the roses. They also avoid new experiences in favor of familiar comfort in what they know.
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