journey blur I

we’re flying across the island, a long island in new york that stretches a hundred miles long, just 30 or 35 miles across.

islands are strange places, you can only go so far in any direction before you are stopped. this reality makes me want to go.

how about you? are you so immersed in the mystical now you don’t notice the edges of your island?

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