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at the end of a series of great wandering circles, i ended there, as if it were there that the real play was to take place.................... as if it were there that the main action was about to happen or be filmed. i could not tell whether i was the grade b hero or merely an extra, any more than i could tell whether or not the action had already been filmed. i seem to be. walking in on the finished sequence only to find myself in the middle of it as it evolved for the first time. i say "for the first time" as if the scene did not recapitulate itself each time i came. over and over, always the same............... that is how i feel, constantly shuffling in uncomfortable spirals, in hopes i'll stumble across perfection. if you dont, or barely know me, you'd think i found it......that my path outlines a blueprint for hapiness i'd have missed otherwise. guiding me. directing me. guiding me. directing me. the shape is becoming apparent, and i can almost make it out now............................................im outta the country for awhile if you would like to see updates about/from me go to johndunn.tumblr.com. leave me comments and be jealous