Posted by
KJ on Nov 18th, 2009 in
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The car engine hums gently as I drive the long winding road on the stretch of desert between the city and my new home, a concept that my mind does not appear to grasp. Home, what is home?
My journey home starts as I tune in to what I, in my humblest of opinions, consider a musical masterpiece, Fields of Coral by the legendary Vangelis.
The lights dim as the road in front of me melts into despair. Despair soaked in...