implosion

i've been so foolish. i've been so naive.

i hated that mountain i made, and now it's crumbling. i can't see it, because my back is turned and i'm walking away, but goodness i feel the vibrations in the earth and of course i can hear the sound of a mighty thing tumbling down, who wouldn't?

i feel freer. my head and my heart have separated once again, and everything seems clearer now.

at the very least, i have a friend left in all of this. i could go down that route and say that's all that's ever left of these things is a friend, if anything, but that would require heavy labor and moving rocks to make another mountain. i don't care. what's a failed something in the face of a friend? i'll definitely take the latter, please. thank you.

not fighting it. not fighting anything.

-d