Transitory Territory

November 15, 2010 § Leave a comment

I miss the stretches of foreign roads and the cognitive disarray from being awake for 30 hours in a shuttle of strangers being hurled through the skies. The triumph of privacy over courtesy when nobody forces conversation. I want to initiate a descent and look down on the woolly eruptions of clouds edged with ribbons of gilded light. I need to feel anticipation laced with the threat that you might never be back so you damn well better enjoy yourself. I especially crave being able to laugh with the very blackest humour in being out of place in the best way possible and acknowledging your irrelevence.
World = big. You = little.

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