The lyrics of a song by an old crooner comes to mind right now…that old familiar forgotten feelings come rushing, all over my mind…pity though that those feelings are not entirely pleasant or welcomed. The search for a space to call my own continues…if only the fool in me will die so that the endless search for significance can finally cease and be replaced with complacency…


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