DOES THE BUTTERFLY EXIST, BEFORE OR AFTER, IT IS DISCOVERED?
YOU KNOW THOSE CLASSIC TALES, AMPLIFIED WITH THE WORDS SHARED BY SOME OF YOUR FAVORITE PEOPLE, IS HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE JOURNEY. DESPITE TIME, WE REFER TO THESE STORIES OF WANDER AND ADVENTURE BECAUSE THEY SPEAK ON THE COMMON; THE WELL-KNOWNS THAT SHAPE OUR WAY OF BEING. A LEAP OF FAITH IS HAD AND YOU REMAIN A CHARACTER IN AN UNWRITTEN TALE. WALKING A PATH SIMILAR TO THOSE BEFORE YOU, MAY THE GODS BE KIND AND ALLOW YOU GOLD AT THE END OF THE JOURNEY, IF NOT; IS A STORY TO TELL, FAIR ENOUGH? WAS IT THE CONCLUSION IN MIND OR WAS IT THE UNCERTAINTY OF ITS OUTCOME? THAT AROSE A RUSH OF ADRENALINE UNKNOWN TO THE DAY’S MUNDANE NATURE. ARE THE EFFORTS GIVEN TO ENHANCE THE LESS THAN A CENTURY’S WORTH OF LIVING. THE PRESENT BEING ALL THAT IS KNOWN. FILL UP THE DAYS, EMPTY THEM OUT. IS THERE SUCH A THING AS SATISFACTION I WISH TO FIND FLOATING ABOVE A POOL WITH A PIÑA COLADA PARKED ON MY FLAMINGO BALLOON. I DREAM OF DAYS THAT WERE, I THINK OF TIMES THAT ARE NOT SO FAR AWAY. LET’S PLAN SOMETHING FOR THE OLDEN DAYS WE’VE SHARED TOGETHER AND FOR THE TIMES THAT REMAIN, TOGETHER. IF MEMORY SERVES ME TRUE, I’VE KNOWN YOU FOREVER NOW. IS THE SORT’VE COMFORT I WISH TO SHARE. ‘WHAT IS THIS GUARD ABOUT?’ ARRIVES A POINT OF VIEW THAT BARES THE INDIVIDUAL, RATHER THAN THE REASON BEHIND COMMON SOCIAL BEHAVIOR. IS MOST OF LANGUAGE, THEORY. REMAIN PRESENT. THERE IS NO ‘GETTING IT BACK.’ IS THE MESS WE ALL LEARN TO ACCEPT. IF ONLY. I REMEMBER DECEMBER AS IF IT WERE JUNE. THE CAMPFIRE WARM, THE TIME PLENTIFUL. WHY ANYTHING ELSE? WAS THE ROAD BACK HOME. ‘LET’S STAY AND LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND.’ NOTHING IS FOREVER. ‘WHAT OF HOME AND THE LIFE WE KNOW THERE?’ IS NO ESCAPING. ‘THE BODY CAN REST WHEREVER WE’D LIKE IT TO. THE LAND’S SOILS AND GROUNDS WATER, PLENTIFUL.’ IS WHY WE NEED OUR FRIENDS, ‘DUDE, 2020 HAPPENED. FERRARIS AND VILLAS ARE A REAL THING. TARGET HAS PLENTY OF EVIAN. YOU NEED SOME EVIAN? WE’LL GET YOU SOME EVIAN.’ — ‘YOU SPEAK TRUTH. FUCK, I GOTTA BE AT WORK, BRO. DOING THE THING WITH THE COMPUTER, BABYSITTING THESE GUYS AND SHIT. I GOT ONE KID THAT CAN’T HANDLE 30-POUNDS WORTH OF LUMBER, THE OTHER GUY’S MIND IS ON PLUTO HALF THE TIME, NO ONE WANTS THE RESPONSIBILITY OF HANDLING A PALLETJACK, AND I HAVE MY BOSSES UP MY ASS ABOUT SCHEDULING. I JUST WANT TO DO WHATEVER I WANT TO DO, ALL OF THE TIME.’ WAS AN ACKNOWLEDGEMENT OF A MUTUAL DESIRE. ‘WE KNOW, FREDY. WE KNOW.’ WE DRIVE HOME TO OUR REGULAR DAYS. WE MEET-UP FOR BEER AND SPORTING EVENTS FROM TIME TO TIME. ONCE IN A WHILE, FAMILY BRINGS OVER THE LITTLE ONE FOR SOME NINTENDO SAKURAI COMBAT. SOME OF OUR FRIENDS ARE MARRIED, DOING THE BABY THING. SOME, LIVING A LIFE OF ABSOLUTE RESTLESSNESS. PLAY YOUR CARDS HOWEVER YOU’D LIKE CHILDREN; HAVE NO REGRET.
SAW OUR PEEPS, NOT TOO LONG AGO. WE TALKED ABOUT THIS AND THAT. HE ASKED ABOUT WHAT I WAS UP TO. TOLD HIM I’M WORKING ON BEING A NOVELIST, YEAH. WORST CASE, YOU’RE IN THE SAME PLACE YOU’RE IN RIGHT NOW. ALL FUN, ALL IN GOOD HUMOR. IN CASE MY CO-WORKERS GET THE READING.
