He said that fictional imagination is timid and the world is bolder and I would agree except that I have been living timidly in the world and perhaps that is why I prefer journalism it allows you to seek out the bold people
They discovered a new planet and we celebrated we put stars on our ceiling and beckoned in our alien-like friends and I missed most of it but they had champagne where I was too and also people who wished me luck in sincere ways and who I'll miss I know very shortly it's just I haven't quite decided why yet. Perhaps the dancing and the way the writing was always accidental like winning the lottery or breaking a vase
At least now I can hide between tree needles sneak into caves and huddle like a boulder hunched and confident in my shape, talk generalities and pass me a beer and would you like to go for a run. Go to a place where everyone knows you and nobody is speaking to you in that worst way or not at all are you sure you exist
I remember stomping our feet and blaring the words shouting there is nothing good or bad but thinking makes it so. After all timidity is the easiest thing to unlearn all you have to do is at breakfast like Frank did recite oh god it's wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much
CDL
Friday, October 1, 2010
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