dig in.
It is what it is what it was what it could have been what it will be. So what is it? It’s something and it’s there and if you squint and turn your head slightly to the right it is almost tangible. I see it and I think you do too, even if your head is turned in the wrong direction. We see it because we want to see it because we want to see something because it’s almost tangible. It’s all we have. You and I. It’s all that is there. And we’re holding on with our nails digging in, blood creeping out of our veins and you’re the one that did it and I’m the one that did it to you. And yet here we are, smiling, squinting and turning our heads. Here we are, standing and waiting. Waiting? Evolving? We’re waiting for that something almost tangible to become something comprehensible, something rational and something that we can wrap our minds around. We’re almost there. And it’s safe to let another pint of blood leak out of our veins before we both have to let go. Dig into the ground or hold on to that thing that we think we see that is there. And here we are. You and I are always here together. You and I are always together.
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