A delicate informant
When last he posted, Kyle was employed, happy and in a pseudo-relationship.
The relationship has ended, the show is opening soon, he's still employed, happy, but in a dead sort of way. I guess one might call it apathetic. Maybe aethereal. More in a tenuous fashion.
He's moved into a townhouse which is lovely and fun. But is never around to enjoy it.
And he's looking for that which would make him whole again. He wants to be back in the realm of what he had before he lost it.
He didn't move on as quickly as he thought he did. The temporary euphoria subsided and he realized he had changed. He wants him back.
He wishes he hadn't destroyed two people. And pushed a third away.
Sometimes, he wishes life had a back button. He wishes he could hate, he wishes he could move forward.
Moreover, he wishes to live again.
But he's living in the present--taking each day in stride. One step at a time. Hopeful for the future, utilizing the past as a delicate informant.
Follow the trail. Do not look back. Push on. Go. There is light.
The relationship has ended, the show is opening soon, he's still employed, happy, but in a dead sort of way. I guess one might call it apathetic. Maybe aethereal. More in a tenuous fashion.
He's moved into a townhouse which is lovely and fun. But is never around to enjoy it.
And he's looking for that which would make him whole again. He wants to be back in the realm of what he had before he lost it.
He didn't move on as quickly as he thought he did. The temporary euphoria subsided and he realized he had changed. He wants him back.
He wishes he hadn't destroyed two people. And pushed a third away.
Sometimes, he wishes life had a back button. He wishes he could hate, he wishes he could move forward.
Moreover, he wishes to live again.
But he's living in the present--taking each day in stride. One step at a time. Hopeful for the future, utilizing the past as a delicate informant.
Follow the trail. Do not look back. Push on. Go. There is light.