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The road bends like it always has, stretching farther than the thoughts I carry. Out here, you can lose yourself in the hum of tires, the horizon, the endless fields that never ask questions. For years, I’ve let the wind be my map, watched the lines blur, the towns dissolve into mirrors of themselves. I wore my freedom like a coat, loose and light, but heavy enough to keep me from feeling the cold. Tonight, though, something has shifted. The stars hang lower, closer, like they’re trying to remind me of something I once forgot. I’ve been running, sure— from walls, from doors, from the grip of anything that might pin me down. But the faces I left behind, the voices, soft as the night air, are calling me back, quiet but insistent. There are reasons now, not a thousand, but more than enough, to pull over, to turn around, to let the road unwind behind me instead of in front. The wind will go on, whispering its empty promises, but I think tonight, I’ll go home.
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Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 12:11 AM UTC
Thinking of Home
The road bends like it always has, stretching farther than the thoughts I carry. Out here, you can lose yourself in the hum of tires, the horizon, the endless fields that never ask questions. For years, I’ve let the wind be my map, watched the lines blur, the towns dissolve into mirrors of themselves. I wore my freedom like a coat, loose and light, but heavy enough to keep me from feeling the cold. Tonight, though, something has shifted. The stars hang lower, closer, like they’re trying to remind me of something I once forgot. I’ve been running, sure— from walls, from doors, from the grip of anything that might pin me down. But the faces I left behind, the voices, soft as the night air, are calling me back, quiet but insistent. There are reasons now, not a thousand, but more than enough, to pull over, to turn around, to let the road unwind behind me instead of in front. The wind will go on, whispering its empty promises, but I think tonight, I’ll go home.
Wrote this in 2014 in New Mexico at around 3:30 AM at a random rest area on I-40 Was cooking eggs and sausage on a camp stove and drinking whiskey haha
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Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 12:11 AM UTC
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