>head for the eye of whatever it is that pulls you to the edge!

>always…

i sit in my living room a lot listening to cars pass by and the wind rattling the blinds, and then I realize I’m physically sitting in moving time and space. i can feel time moving forward. then I hurriedly change into board shorts and jump on my bike and ride into the loop where i disembark and stand beneath the shadow of brick and steel waiting for any kind of overwhelmingly visceral experience to occur… but nothing ever happens. so i keep riding, heading for the eye of whatever it is that pulls me to the edge.

@thegratefulone

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