" towards open waters "

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all wrapped up, tied with a bow, headed away from home towards southern shores. 

standing in front of my childhood home with my eyes closed, my mind meanders through recent memories, then slowly everything falls away, and i can smell the ocean on the breeze.

i don't know where i'm landing, or what will be awaiting me, but right now, in this moment, everything is on course. 

tonight's homework:

do a fancy dance.

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