"i wonder if people are going to remember us?"

lost myself several thousand times in this lifetime, but this time has had a hollow like never before. time throttles me. i cannot stand it despite any wisdom that comes my way. it will continue to tease me, mock me, tickle me. it's more, of course, an absence that suddenly exposes time, its grandeur, its teeth. makes me want to go to the ends of the world to escape it. far far far north, away from everything, to confront all that is inside of me. try to always be true, in some way. but what is true?

thanks to those words that have returned to me, reminding me that i have the ability to find clarity, even if i am too foolish to truly grasp it.

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