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Stranger. Look out the window and see the car drive away once eyes lock with headlights. Questionable, yes. Funny where you stumble to, the excitement in spontaneity. To come home for the reason of cherishing those moments with who I still have with those who no longer have. Irony, the big book of answers: Socratic method. Just keep asking- let one question lead to another and then another and eventually there will be clearance, at least one answer. Right? Observing is the key to it all. Observing the building of relationships: absorbing: applying: rely-on-me. We're strangers now. But it's so easy to be a stranger when you don't really know yourself. Forgiven perception of reality, easy to decipher hard to grasp. Rejoice is to spin. Earth-> SPIN <--SPIN--><--WoOoOoOrd.