I walked home without a bag.
My notes, my dreams.
The outlines and ideas
the frameworks
the structure
the books
the PDFs
The laptop
The connection
the invoices
The clients
The detritus of my day
The ideas
The notes
All of them.
Left behind
In a backpack. Slumped on the floor.
Abandoned.
Enlightenment comes in many ways.
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