How to escape the stain of a location? We can move on, searching for new
places, until we exhaust all possibility and limp back to where we thought
we’d never return. Tired and emotional. Accepting the inevitable. Sometimes
we’ll find a new place, and we’ll lose tiny flecks of ourself into the
surroundings, until we’ve exchanged molecules and acquired a new stain,
to complement the old one. Lost in our camouflaged skins, it’s all we can
do to keep on running.