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days are slipping by and only a few more to count on.
I want the anticipation to come to an end. I want to leave and start something new right now but there are days left to spend in the sun. Very long days. Twilight filtering in past 9.
And although it should be wrapping up, finishing, I continue to wrap myself within the tangles I started months ago.
The weather shows no change. We've settled into the long chapter of summer. 72 degrees, fog clearing to partly cloudy skies. Weather to sit idle in and wait it out. Perfect for removing the excess skin from my life. Pushing away the tired memories and looking at the gloss of the past. Waiting for a chance to see something other than the thousands of similar pictures I've got in a box in the back of my head.
The Boy Scouts of America handbook gives a few clues as to how to survive a mess, like quicksand for example. The first bit of advice is to stay calm. Don't agitate the substance surrounding you because it will only make the problem worse. You'll only slip deeper into the very situation you are trying to extract yourself from. Don't move. Don't react. Stop struggleing against the forces that you've put yourself in contact with.
Just stop.
Wait.
Look for something you can pull yourself out with. Look for a passing animal that can help pull you away from your tangled mess. When it comes close, grab hold and hope that it has the strength to pull you clear. With that said, choose your animal wisely. There's no sense dragging another innocent being into all of this. That, of course, would be against the Boy Scout code of honor.
I've no one left to wish a good night.
I want the anticipation to come to an end. I want to leave and start something new right now but there are days left to spend in the sun. Very long days. Twilight filtering in past 9.
And although it should be wrapping up, finishing, I continue to wrap myself within the tangles I started months ago.
The weather shows no change. We've settled into the long chapter of summer. 72 degrees, fog clearing to partly cloudy skies. Weather to sit idle in and wait it out. Perfect for removing the excess skin from my life. Pushing away the tired memories and looking at the gloss of the past. Waiting for a chance to see something other than the thousands of similar pictures I've got in a box in the back of my head.
The Boy Scouts of America handbook gives a few clues as to how to survive a mess, like quicksand for example. The first bit of advice is to stay calm. Don't agitate the substance surrounding you because it will only make the problem worse. You'll only slip deeper into the very situation you are trying to extract yourself from. Don't move. Don't react. Stop struggleing against the forces that you've put yourself in contact with.
Just stop.
Wait.
Look for something you can pull yourself out with. Look for a passing animal that can help pull you away from your tangled mess. When it comes close, grab hold and hope that it has the strength to pull you clear. With that said, choose your animal wisely. There's no sense dragging another innocent being into all of this. That, of course, would be against the Boy Scout code of honor.
I've no one left to wish a good night.
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