I FIT in a cell.
It's comfortable IN here, familiar.
Kinda like FREQUENT deja-vu.
I don't quite yet know my place but at least I can begin LOOKING for it now that I know how to NAVIGATE.
There are no rudders in space.
It's not comfortable out there,
LIGHT years just don't FEEL right.
My mind can not fathom infinity but
my eyes can see the Analemma and sense everything it's CONNECTED to NOW.
This whole TIME i was hiding INSIDE my BLeePing name.