Saul was something else. I didn’t know him well. Then again no one knew him. So I suppose I knew him more than anyone. Never understood him though. He was remarkably simple. He didn’t like where he was, so he ran. Easy. He was running from himself. Easy. He was running towards himself. Complicated. I’m not sure if he knew who he was and didn’t like it or didn’t know who he was and didn’t like that. Either way he was running. Fast. Either way he was running home. Easy. Where was home? Complicated.