In the desert, my thoughts could breathe a bit of fresh air,
the useless became clear
I found what was necessary
I learned how to do an inventory
found the route to my imagination
(it felt like a kind of lock down)
in the desert
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In the waiting room
When I thought about it, at all the time I spent in the waiting room with old magazines and photos on the wall rescued from attics, I felt like a bird perched on an old fridge, in an old boat, waiting for answers, for questions, for fish.