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Two whole days
I didn't speak a word
Out loud
And I cried out for someone
To listen
Because there is a difference
But by the time I had an ear
I had nothing to say
Alone in the quiet
I was comfortable

Two whole months
I didn't go anywhere
Canceled plans
And no rain checks
and I just waited
But by the time they came
My roots were planted
And I was still

And it was easy

It's a funny thing
realizing that the world
kept turning
that things grew
and changed
I suppose in staying idle
I did too

And so
the task becomes
how to reintroduce myself
to a world
where anything outside my door
is outside my comfort zone
that I hid myself from
for so long
they didn't know I was gone
until I showed up

As I think back
trying to remember how
and when
I became so complacent
in being transparent
I realize now
why no one missed me

I made it so easy for them