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he stepped out into the darkness and onto the muddy road. his feet were wet, his hands were cold and his head was a million miles away.

“where are you going?” she yelled after him as he strode into the night.

he stopped. and before he left, he turned, faced her and said:

“i don’t know. i don’t know where i’m going. i have no idea why i’m going. i have no clue as to how i’m going. i don’t have an arrival time in mind. and i haven’t the faintest idea as to whether i’ll be back.”

he paused.

“but i don’t think any of that matters…so long as i get there.”

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