A few weeks ago ... .... ...
I mentioned how I was travelling back from a gig and .............. I was on the M1 and I placed a pad of paper between my legs as the tyres and my eyes gripped the road at speed ............... at the same time my mind was speeding and churning ....... and my pen was writing this .. ....... .............
Growth
does not reside
in a place called
comfortable
Human Development
does not reside
in a place called
certainty
Wholeness
does not reside
in a place called
self
Freedom
does not reside
in a place called
Security
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