Highway 61 Re-Revisited

To wonder next to the green

To wake up among leaves three times as high as your tallest brethren would undoubtedly seem a miracle to anyone.

” I left my house, let my wife die, swam against the current. I am tiny and stubborn and have absolutely no clue where I am or  why I can hear a voice inside my head. It counts my bites when I eat and narrates when I pee. All in all, most of the time I just feel like being numb again. I could even give up flying if I were you.”

“Why would you? Walking is such a bore. It gets you so little places. I’d have drowned myself long ago if I had to walk everywhere.”
“Maybe I should drown.”

“Maybe you should.”

“I… is that allowed?”

“It certainly is.”

“How would you know?”

“Who’s there to prohibit it?”

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