i was going next,
i wouldn't be taking so many
naps,
or reading all these books,
trying to divine my future
in pillow cases
and stitched book bindings,
lost in the small decisions
of each day,
only a little bit numb.
i am the inevitable wanderer
the boy who always says
goodbye,
but never knows
how to leave.
─ Habeeb Abu-Futtaim, The Souq Waqif's Army
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