I chose to be a stranger in a strange land today.
I gave myself a shove and hurled myself into a world I don't belong to but I know I can fit in.
I can be a chameleon. I will look just like anybody and be nobody.
I will blend in, unnoticed, while I eavesdop and peep into this little hole in their coffee-drinking lives.
In this estrangement, I will know who I am without everybody, while I'm amidst everybody.
Alone, I'll be charming in my surrendered sadness.
Dec. 3, 2007; 9:40pm
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