The mass of people pass by me, and I feel miles away. 
So different.The front light of a bus creates a rainbow 
through the raindrops on the window, in the bus shelter 
where I am standing. The rainbow is, how I see it, a bridge 
across the city, over the flashing street lights, to a 
place where I am not sure if I am ready to go yet.

Never have I needed anyone to tell me that I am stupid. 
Because I have never been too stupid to understand how 
lost I have always been, and how lost I still am, in time.

Genevieve, 2004

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