If it weren't for my family, I would so be out of here. I would sell everything I own except for a few things I need to get by, and become totally rootless for a while. I would just drift, like a seed, without compass, waiting to see if any fertile ground presents itself. I would just keep drifting like that, on the wind. I would leave the western
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If it ever happens, I will send you little gifts from the world, through the mail. A packet of salt from a Costa Rican soda. Some shells from Sanabel. One of those awful eiffel towers from that bridge in Paris. A baggie of sand from the Sahara...
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