Twisted imagination about impossibilities,
weird combinations and unrelated characters,
chaos and jumbled time frames,
crowds and eeriness,
devils of the past,
keys to the future.
Thursday, November 30, 2023
Nomad
I didn't run from war nor famine nor dictators. There was no immediate emergency. I didn't come to stay forever. I came to showcase my mind to the highest bidder. I left behind love and friends.
In that sense, I am unlike other nomads.
In another sense, I am a global nomad. I belong nowhere. But I belong everywhere. I collect impressions. I learn and move on.
After reaching a point in life, it is not about the future. It is about what we leave behind.
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