Where did I leave?

In the search for where it all went awry, for the moment the train derailed, the instant of the destruction of the dream, I discover it is a search for self. I was me, here, there, growing up, changing, shifting and then suddenly, I seemed to be gone. Look back, there I am – in a flash. . . but I’ll have to look along the timeline to find the moment that I left.

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