A personal trace, a difference of view, a time to try to know to feel it. It will come back to me. *2
Possibility freezes and fractures, Quickly moves into convergence, a dynamic mass. There will always be the question that came after your involvement, "So I can be anything?" Last time was a sad try at recapturing the mass and the youth and more options. It set me back farther than what I had planned for. I was certain everything was lost.
Collapsing perspective, complete loss of words, a quote that won't stick, a rote to feel better, repeating of lists
(The desperation of talking, the disconnect of dialogue. At the time, I was convinced that the meaning of it was movement, but I should have calmed down and not let that anxiousness get the better of me.)