's how I feel sometimes.
Just a very small event, a word, an attitude, a gesture, and I feel puzzled.
It takes me a while to get back into balance. But it becomes a balance
new and different. A balance that I like because I feel it more true. You see that sometimes I need to be displaced. To understand me better and to bring out those things that are buried inside me, but things are more real to me.
Maybe I'm getting old.
Or maybe I'm learning to scrub more.
(hopefully it will be the second)
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