I could feel the moon last night - a waxing gibbous. That name still makes me laugh. Wayne Gibbous, Waxing's alter ego, is still on the list of aliases I plan to use when I get around to faking my own death.
Wait a minute. I can no longer think of an urgent reason to take that step. I can't think of a non-urgent reason to either, unless it's to try on another name. I'm as obscure as Wayne already. No one's looking for me. There's nothing to take from me. There's no reason to disappear.
So what are you saying? I'm free?
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