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.