Deep Thoughts: Myopia

what changes a life? not too much, i don't suppose.

lives tend to change of their own accord.

or sometimes they don't.

sometimes you just have no choice, but to leave yourself behind. and come back later when the catastrophy is over.

it doesn't mean you couldn't cope.

it means you did in the only way manageable.

a new month starts and you find yourself wondering how it is new in any way.

so you lean back into the crevices of your solitude and let them overtake you. because at least that scent is familiar. a oomfort even, especailly as, all those other good smells are beginning to dissipate.

want and need are such polar opposites. and still even with my spectacles on i have trouble seeing that.

some visions can be corrected. others cannot.