We all need places to go, places that only we know. From there we have at least the feeling of control even though we know that control is an imaginary thing. But we learn to migrate to those places; sometimes alone and sometimes among other's the same or other's we don't even know. No matter because we can travel to those places any time we feel like it; in reality of truth or reality of fiction.
My places to go exist like yours deep inside the most desolate places where loneliness has many friends and faces. The silence is gratifying and creepy at the same time. It could be a human thing to want to go, it may not be. It could be symbolic of something still deeper and untouched, it may not be. It could be there is no explanation for some of our travel destinations. It could very well be that way for me. LLc 98.2
Friday, April 10, 2009
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