Three Months since I began to leave. Every day giving away things,just things. Focusing on an empty house. A Home Free. Three more nights to sleep in the bed I'll leave behind. For many weeks I have been saying goodbye to people, places and faces I have known since I was a child,to the inner workings of the city. How it has changed and grown in these decades. There are buildings now where the woods once were. Paved paradise and put up a dormitory. The back way is now a four lane thru-way. The UPS jet engines drown out the hawk recording that plays from atop the city com-tower that repeats every three minutes to keep the birds from nesting. Even in the depths of winter it chirps and screeches. It finally has worked on "this" bird...
I know I haven't been writing much lately. I have been spending my time being quiet while I prepare. That time will be over soon enough. Maybe I'll start making sense.
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