This question is based on Literary Appreciation
'Those years of my travels. Years of innocence and experience...months of twidding my thumbs with insecurity in search of my true people. Yes in search of my true people. But wherever I went I did not find people but caricatures of people who insisted on being taken seriously as people Perhaps I was on the wrong planet.
In the wrong skin.
Dambudzo- Marechera, Black Sunlight.
The passage above expresses the state of mind of