Do you ever feel like life is way more complicated than anybody is willing to admit, and no extent of education or investigation will ever be enough?
Do you ever get an impulse to grab a passerby and kiss them full on the lips?
Do you ever watch videos of Slow Lorises online until 1am?
Do you ever think that you may have to spend the rest of your life alone because you "have to be honest to who you are" and for some reason that person doesn't seem to jive with anyone else's life?
Do you ever find yourself wanting to lecture the 12 year-old version of you on love and faith?
Do you ever pick bathroom stalls based on the quality of graffiti?
Do you ever stare at the city and wonder how many stories it has that will never be told?
Do you ever cry while listening to This American Life?
Do you ever tip your barrista with jokes because you're out of change?
Do you ever think that nobody will understand you like Neil Gaiman does?
Do you ever spread your arms out wide when you crest the top of a hill in hope that you'll keep climbing and climbing until the city is an anthill beneath your feet?
Do you ever wish that more people read folktales?
Do you ever feel like your life will end up being summed up as the biggest MacGuffin in human history?
Do you ever crack your neck really loudly in church or class and feel super self-conscious about it?
Do you ever think that the real magic in the world usually goes completely ignored and the fake stuff is glorified to fetishistic absurdity?
Do you ever think that somewhere out there your doppleganger is having the time of their life while you're procrastinating from homework?
Do you ever find yourself staring into someone else's eyes and realizing that they are beautiful, regardless of age, sex, or clothing?
Do you ever ramble for a little bit and then stop abruptly?
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
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Yes. I do.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I like this.