i suppose, in laying my faults bare before the world, i seek to overcome them, more fully accept them, find others with similar afflictions, seek those willing to ignore them...make them insignificant.
i'm still adjusting to a new place, a new slew of people to reveal myself to. i often feel that i'm not in london, i'm in a cloud of faces and voices and histories from the far reaches of this earth. i own nothing, i own no place here yet, i am an observer looking for my trajectory, looking for my haven.
second city, third city, fourth city and beyond...sometimes i can feel that trajectory, that comfort and that embrace right around the corner, but when i turn, it's gone. other times... i know i may never find it.
in the grand scheme of things and time and love and life, i have only been here a short while, so i will continue to turn over every stone, reveal myself in the hopes that the right people are listening, and try to become a part of the city i currently call home.
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