All this time I believed it was the Audio Thief. How many years ingrained in me to notice the signs & the timing. That's why I kept the sweater for so long. The Famous Blue Sweater..... The sweater I wore the night I got out of his Porsche and onto the Plane. Yes, THAT famous blue sweater. And, yes, the genesis (Genesis?) of the reason I believed it was he who was following, watching.... waiting.
Only now to find out, no, not the Audio Thief. Not at all.
Instead, it is Hermes who has stolen what I would have given, freely.
Still haven't recovered my slipper.
And so I return to my Temple
to heal my wounded .... pride.
to restore my Bridle
And live to try again another day.
I left my famous blue in a tiny loft apartment in Long Beach
