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I've been hiding somewhere between here and the moon, resting my head on clouds and gazing at the stars. I've been at a loss for words, not because nothing has happened but because so much has happened. I don't know what else to say.
It is just like chewed gum left on a surface -- I only realize that it is irritating and disparaging when I become in contact with it. And I try hard to remove it from me. It won't budge.
The explicator in me has gone shy. I cannot even begin to describe the exact road that I am traveling.
I continue traveling not knowing where I'm headed. All I'm concerned about is for me to reach a safe place. Be it a familiar place or not, it doesn't matter. I just need a place where I can be myself again.
