I have been thinking about doing something about my commute. I think the answer is to disappear. Disappear at home and then to reappear at work, at work with no space in between. I have figured it out. The disappearing bit. I've figured out. It really was a trip. And I am now somewhere but I think it's somewhere else. I just need to figure out the way to reappear. I have managed to disappear but I don't know how to reappear. I know that it's really possible because I did disappear. I know that it is, yes, surely possible. Possible to reappear. But by now, I don't want to go to work. I'm kind of hungry and tired. Yes, right now, I kind of don't want to go to work. Not at all! I just want to reappear in my bed! In my bed and rest, yes, my wearing head, at least, for a while. But somehow I disappeared, somehow I disappeared. But I don't know how to reappear. And I'm lost somewhere. Neverwhere. I'm lost somewhere. Everywhere. And I'm kind of really lost. I just want to go home where I keep all my stuff. I kind of want to leave this place, but I don't think it's a place at all, at all. So I'm stuck, stuck here, or maybe there. Or maybe I'm not anywhere at all.