new leaf.

a big pair of fingers picked me up by the shirt collar and set me on the sidelines of my own life. then, i realized that i could simply... stand up and join the race. it's bigger than me, and not just literally. i've learned from my mistakes. it's bigger than me. i need to keep learning from my mistakes. it's bigger than me. i will keep learning. shadows can stretch much farther than they do at dusk when the sun goes down. i'll see my path. illuminated, but not by sunshine. that big pair of fingers, i think, must know of a big light switch. a big sunlight switch. it seems that time's only moving. slowly. but towards nothing. blurring your vision so that doesn't seem true, it's all you can do... i expect to be put ondisplat at any moment now. to look down and see the edge of a beautiful gold-leaf frame and below that a plaque imprinted with "la insistencia de la memoria" and below that a pair of organic hemp sandals attached to a pair of hairy feet and strong legs heaped in soft clothes headed by a face with wondering eyes. but he doesn't see me. and that's fine. this is my secret place.