I think I might just leave this life behind... Or rather the illusion of life in this place. I have been contemplating very seriously becoming a gypsy. A wayward vagabond.
Memories are just ghosts, the past come to haunt us. I think I would like a Haunting to cherish. I want the Golden Days. I've had a glimpse and I selfishly want more. I deserve more.
I have to do. I must do.
I love you but I cannot wait for you to join me any longer.
So here is my dilemma. Do I become a vagabond? A revolutionary? Or do I combine the two so brilliantly I am assassinated too soon. Art is Music is Motion is Life. I am boldly going, and without doubt it is not nowhere. But the somewhere is nothing I have known before.
Snakes shed skins.
Phoenix rise from ashes.
I am new.
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