My cheeks hurt

john | Feb. 12, 2023, 9:33 p.m. Uncategorized

I know, it's a bit boastful.  It still hasn't sunk in.  There might be a slight tear trying to break out.  The game isn't over, far from it.  But the speed at which this game moves, this move was monumental. Even if the game was over, wow.  There it goes, the tear.  It seems to be stuck on the eye lid.  I blinked.

It broke free.  It slowly fell, till gravity did it's thing and overcame the friction.  Although I am not sure where it ended up, since another one broke out on the other side.

Fitting that as the final tear broke free, Parra for Cuva ft. Anna Naklab - Wicked Games started playing in the background, but they left me the dogs and they must be walked.  That doesn't mean that I don't want you to understand the feeling.

On the contrary, I just fight the overwhelming feeling, to put it down for you.  Red herring.  I think that will be your name.  Don't worry, I hear you.  Unfortunate that I smile.  Because the present is mind bending.

How is it that reality allowed for it to bend in such a way that it got to go this slow but fast.  I curse Einstein, not for giving understanding to world, actually, more so to himself, but to having the slightest bit of understanding of time and its relativeness.

They still hurt, my cheeks.  They must be emboldened.  I guess it's something to ponder while I walk the dogs.  Although it seems the background noise draws my attention, something about "in the air tonight"