Trail mix

Well hello there. Its been a while since we last wanted or had the words. I don’t mean to be rude but the busyness has been deafening. Less than silence but its had a roar and a shake of its mane. Its the year of the shaken, by year end much will have changed, moved, sidestepped, spun, twirled its partner and come to a wheeling halt. 2011, 25, say hello to the part way through.

Alas the depths escape language, I’m clean out of metaphors. Condensation into a soundbite of analogy, it is but human no? The complexity of being civil renders collectivity a mutant to desire. Its well a ‘motherhood statement’ in some parlance, personally I find a ‘truism’ more palatable but  I is a snot like that. I rephrase the prior statement- This is a communal cake shop but not everyone can have their cake and eat it. (Heaven help us, its another analogy!)

I cannot be sure where this is going. The settling down to find rhythm escapes me, too long has the pandemonium and the ping-pong been a refuge. I try now, I’ve been told not to leave so I’m trying to stay. I’ll wear out before it gets dark so I won’t have to fight the nights. That seems to be the plan, truth be told it was enacted on whim. As always, random is best. alright.

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