exactly a year ago, I was on the road. Driving a U-Haul's worth of my life from Princeton to Seattle, with no idea what was ahead. An incredible year. It's a bit enthralling and terrifying to realize that I have no idea what I'll be typing about a year from today. Thought this poem came close to summarizing the year.
If you close one eye, you can gaze
at the side of your nose, but that's it.
Is that why when looking at group photographs,
it's yourself you stare at the longest?
Sometimes you're mistaken for someone else,
And you want to meet her, see for yourself yourself,
but even if you met a gang of doppelgangers,
you will continue searching in hubcaps, sauce pans,
toasters, the backs of spoons, the bases of lamps,
in sunglasses, in another person's eyes,
and if that person is standing in just the right light,
there you are, trying to get closer.
...that's actually a fairly disturbing poem, for some reason.
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