lasting

this feels strange, though not in the way you would imagine. while i have essentially assumed a guest role in an arena previously (and much more prominently) occupied by my very same person, there is another issue with much more at stake. it's nice to be here.

for the first time, and at a point that coincided with the writing of this post, i viewed myself through a very incorrect vantage point. think misinterpretation meets re-evaluation, or better yet...the unfamiliar world of lacking information. i saw a person completely changed by a specific series of events, a level of interest manipulated by more than time, and the fear of consequence that follows. i thought to myself, "change, damn it, change." revert back. cycle through. rise above or duck below. but perception fades with truth, doesn't it? don't we all learn to accept the here, the now, the never will be? the scene has not influenced the protagonist. i'm three steps ahead, and that fits the script as well.

the south is nice, and by nice i mean overly heated. certain aspects of my life can currently be categorized as approximations, but i lack the time to adjust. my decisions may now be labeled as joint, but the outcomes have remained largely unchanged. i bought the very best television on the market a few weeks ago, just because i could. large amounts of humidity have the ability to change lives. i'm thinking of unsubscribing to what it's accomplishing, baby. price wrote a piece that referenced his own marriage. unsuspecting fiction is the new storytelling.

we'll talk soon. >ciao<