...been feeling odd for days...
a little (how shall we say?) queasy...
never quite knowing which foot
to put forward and stalling
at every turn...
the same road I've been traveling for sure
but a shift...
a sense of a tiny modulation of movement
in a slightly changed direction...
what a sense of adventure and thrill
I would feel in younger days
at such a shift
but not now...not after all the tiresome detours
down which my mistakes have led me...
and to where this shift goes
makes no difference to me
unless it is finally down and out
off of this path and beyond anything I've known before...
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