If nothing else, if nothing ever, please do not forget that simple and irrefutable fact.
As I stare at a fish contemplating its surroundings, it is left with a simple perspective and viewpoint: it has to be better out there. Why else would it constantly be wandering and wondering about its surroundings. Why else indeed?
In a word, you are exasperation. You are desperation. Demonstration. Condensation. Sweat against me, sweat beside me. Elevation. Obfuscation. Hiding in a word, a sentence, a missed moment. Generation, denigration, tearing down so that I can rebuild you. Exploration, a favorite term, discovering and labeling the landmarks that you reveal.
Dehydration. Inhalation. Exhalation. Cooling, heating, bodies breathing. Heartbeats beating. The fish flapping if left outside the bowl.
Escalation. Innovation. Inventing the moments in your mind that are mine; the moments that leave scorch-marks behind.
Calibration, consternation. Callous words with condemnation. Coming up with counters to a move that causes affirmation. If I do this, then you do that. If we both move at the same time it's considered a dance. And we cannot have that, can we?
Imagination, rejuvenation. Thinking of a better nation. A better station. Elevation, irrigation, flooding the pools and the dry spots so that we can grow.
Co-location. Me, you, at the same place, in the same time. Rarity. Purity. Exclamation.
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