She Was Being Followed

Once again I’m being stalked by them. I am not sure what they want from me but they are always there, close behind.

Being  followed stunts my spontaneity.  I do not behave as I would if alone.   So it’s true…the presence of one person affects the presence of another.

Hitchhiker From Mars

It’s the quantum in me that makes me behave differently when observed. I only exist if being watched yet I’m truly me only when alone.

To be or to be me, that is the question.




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