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Jan 2019
I can go anywhere and no one suspects a thing.
I can drive around the nicest neighborhood.
No one bats an eye.
And even if they did, all I’d have to say is
I’m just driving around admiring the houses,
And they’d be placated,
They may even like that.
I can idle in my car outside their house
And chances are
No one will come out.
I shouldn’t idle though.
I can go to the library to use the bathroom.
Anyone can do that,
But no one will notice me.

I can make resolutions.
I can decide to stop doing this and start doing that.
I can walk on grassy mud, wood chips, leaves in dirt.
I can sit on the cold, stone bench outside the caretaker’s cottage and get rained on.
I can force eye contact with other walkers.
I can close my eyes for a spell in the grocery store parking lot.
I can go anywhere,
I can go alone.
Madeleine Toerne
Written by
Madeleine Toerne  23/F/Ann Arbor
(23/F/Ann Arbor)   
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