Self-portrait from outside
4/27/2022, Con/Jur/d

The number of times 
became navigator, since I
born with a working temporal

lobe. The years have not been kind
appreciate those who decided
the ones who made bad

decisions. Traveling, first-
time in physic San Francisco
bonding with road friends, other

vagabonds. Not like Kerouac said
don’t like movie adaptions either
unless it improves the source

material. It can take a
week to digest a great poem
or a lifetime, when hostel John 

said, “Time, again and again, we 
fall down, yet still, we remain
on our path” mind went

poof: Gone, gone -- what
remains? A motion in space
who-is repositions, moves in a

direction. Now, finally, get
how he saw me when he
quoted “No matter

where you go, 
there you
are.” 

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