I went down that road again today just crawling winding down those inner lanes then not able to make my mind. Only then crossed a few roads circles then just kept walking on the escape route out of here. When I reached the highway in slippers my confidence was low or was I dreaming. Then as I went down that highway out of the city I flung that fiendish sir icon into the exiting traffic out of here, so that in symbol it would never find me again. It was like a black curse that I lived with. How long would it take shape in? Some more years I guess.