Friday, April 10, 2009


It comes, it goes. Like a favorite shirt that must be declared a rag. Like basic addition. One plus one equals two. And yet I still have a problem with the answer.

It’s emotions and feelings and all those things that make us who we are. It’s pain, and fear, and happiness, and sadness. It’s what makes us fragile or strong. It’s what keeps us together. It’s basic subtraction. One minus one equals zero.

Let the sleeping dog lie. Let the squeaky wheel have its grease. Let the road be paved with good intentions. Eventually it will take us home. And we can look back if we wish. There’s nothing stopping us.

Perhaps the house of cards wishes to fall. But just to be safe, I’m going to keep holding my breath.

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