In one lifetime, I did a bit of travelling, but I'd settled down and made a home for myself. In the other, I was always running, too. I'm not sure if I was running toward something or away from it. Maybe a little of both. I wouldn't have changed it. I loved my life. I loved living it. But sometimes it's nice to just stay still for a while, spend one day after another in the same place in the proper order. Harder, too, though.
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