Mayish, 2016
2930 or so, who gives a rat's ass.
Sam,
Do you know how hard it is to fill a blank page when you're blank yourself? You can't be mad that I don't write because there's gonna be less and less for me to say. How do you talk about yourself when you're something that's slowly unhappening?
It's brittle and full of light and not exactly what I expected at all. Alastair talks too damn much. One of his proteges will be doing the deed and he's watching and directing and I want to give him a crank camera and a little beret and a greasy Pepe Le Pew mustache. He takes the shreds of me that Litgure hands him and carries them on a plate slide over to his table and inserts it into a microscope. I wish I was making this up. He spends the next however long telling the both of us what we did incorrectly or what I'm made of based on that one piece he's got over there.
He studies it, studies me, like our family is some giant enigma and he's going to crack the DaVinci code and make some radical leap for science. Have you ever noticed how if someone tells you that you're not qualified for something, that your first inclination second inclination, after you tell them to stick it where the sun shines, is to prove them wrong? Even if it's a bad idea.
I'm not sure what that means.
Sam,
Do you know how hard it is to fill a blank page when you're blank yourself? You can't be mad that I don't write because there's gonna be less and less for me to say. How do you talk about yourself when you're something that's slowly unhappening?
It's brittle and full of light and not exactly what I expected at all. Alastair talks too damn much. One of his proteges will be doing the deed and he's watching and directing and I want to give him a crank camera and a little beret and a greasy Pepe Le Pew mustache. He takes the shreds of me that Litgure hands him and carries them on a plate slide over to his table and inserts it into a microscope. I wish I was making this up. He spends the next however long telling the both of us what we did incorrectly or what I'm made of based on that one piece he's got over there.
He studies it, studies me, like our family is some giant enigma and he's going to crack the DaVinci code and make some radical leap for science. Have you ever noticed how if someone tells you that you're not qualified for something, that your first inclination second inclination, after you tell them to stick it where the sun shines, is to prove them wrong? Even if it's a bad idea.
I'm not sure what that means.