Where are you? I wish I knew. For if I knew where you were, I would know where I am too. This is where I am. Where is here? Where am I? How did I get here? So many questions, but no answers. Am I afraid? No. I've been here before. How did I get out last time? I don't know if I ever did. Was I dreaming that I got out? I don't know that answer either.
Where are we or have you already gone?