every highway leads you prodigal back home to the ordinary sidewalks you were born to roam

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Day 219
Tuesday January 5th
The carnival living lot

Been a week, since things were settled with Management. Not like I needed to pack much up, but I still haven't managed to move myself until today. Not abandoning my room entirely, anyway, not with it built up as a place of power (can feel myself all through the building, now, twined like roots or vines) - and it's a good idea to have a bolthole. Re-learned that, these past months.

Don't seem to get too many looks when I drive onto the lot. They're used to me stopping by to see Syl or Genny, after all. Park where I used to, and half imagine that the tires're settling in old ruts. Place fits strangely now, old coat too tight across the shoulders. Remember what they said to me:

We think a new show, perhaps. Something...bigger, hm? More of yourself.

Welcome home.

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every highway leads you prodigal back home to the ordinary sidewalks you were born to roam

[tezcatl-ipoca.livejournal.com]

Day 219
Tuesday January 5th
The carnival living lot

Been a week, since things were settled with Management. Not like I needed to pack much up, but I still haven't managed to move myself until today. Not abandoning my room entirely, anyway, not with it built up as a place of power (can feel myself all through the building, now, twined like roots or vines) - and it's a good idea to have a bolthole. Re-learned that, these past months.

Don't seem to get too many looks when I drive onto the lot. They're used to me stopping by to see Syl or Genny, after all. Park where I used to, and half imagine that the tires're settling in old ruts. Place fits strangely now, old coat too tight across the shoulders. Remember what they said to me:

We think a new show, perhaps. Something...bigger, hm? More of yourself.

Welcome home.

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