Scatter

Incidentally, I remember all those times I would work hard to try to seem international and special.

Now I can't keep all the strangeness out of even the most basic of my life stories, even when I want to, unless I watch myself really close and leave a lot out.

Everywhere you look, I'm starting to scatter.

You can see it in a look at my desk, my resume, my list of Facebook friends, my bookshelf, my medicine cabinet, my spice drawer, my mailbox, my heart.