Beneath The Ceiling Fan

I was never good at staying in the same place for a long time. I always felt the need to go somewhere else, somewhere far from wherever I was. I always yearned for a kind of an escape. I don’t really know why or how, but this had always been me. It never meant I wasn’t happy, though. It’s just that, well, I guess like most people, I simply had a heart that needed a home. 

Aren’t we all lost in this world in some ways? I’d like to believe so.

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