I am not sure if you should mess with anything at all. Seriously.. I keep wanting to say it’s performance art but it gets… the reception of poker….
It is raining hard, people. HARD.
Whatever, I am buried in something fun.
But wait.
Earlier we walked down a very endless flight of artisan steps. He said, “You know I do like you right”?
I responded, in earnest: “I know. But it’s like a faithful brother. You might go to the mat for me, like .. HARD.. man. But I will still annoy you and you will bicker and quarrel.”
It is like a brother. You forgive, you deal with all of it.
I don’t know if I should alter my plans or just follow through on this goofy abstraction. I think it is healthy for the overall fitness of it all, but I might not want to deal with the brunt of things.
Oh well. This stuff is unpredictable enough. Let’s have that complacent wait and see mentality for a bit, shall we?