Sticky Beak
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The Skinny
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...life in small Northern towns, working for assholes, boys who refuse to become men, synthetic personalities, anorexic models and their link to emotional scarring, bad marijuana trips, crazies on BC Transit, beer, piece of shit cars, living out of a suitcase paycheck to paycheck, unrequited love, Seinfeld, minimum-wage jobs, broken New Year�s resolutions, and over-limit Visa accounts.
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"...is it you who whispered into my hazy soul?" Well, children, I've discovered that it is entirely possible to fall ass over tea kettle for someone you've never met... "love at first write?" ... I can't explain it in a way that would ever make sense to anyone who hasn't been here in this strange, unfamiliar room where I now find myself... it's ludicrous, really. But at the same time it's the most sane thing I've ever known. The voices of experience, society, the devil on my shoulder are all telling me to look both ways before crossing the street, nagging, nagging, nagging to use caution and always wear my seatbelt. But for the first time in my life I feel like a rebel, a crazy youngblood shedding the layers of scars, mistrust and disillusionment of my past to chase after this beautiful butterfly kite that hangs so brightly in the sky, playfully beckoning me to come and dance with it on the wind. There are no warning lights, no demons in the shadows of my mind... only an easy, carefree blissfulness that I know I should be afraid to trust but can't help myself from racing towards, giddy with excitement and anticipation. Dreams I never even realized I had have been revealed to me, like a moment of deja vu or clairvoyance in to the future of another dimension of myself - a self I've never known. Throwing caution and practicality to the wind, for the first time in my life I'm going to dance in the rain on the beach, skinny dip at midnight, and trust that which life has offered to me in a moment of benevolence. I'm going to snatch it up greedily and hold it tightly, but not too tightly - not enough to cage it - just enough to show it that I mean to keep it safe. To hell with it, I'm leaping in to this rabbit hole with all the blind faith of a child and in all the innocence that should surround and shelter a new love in this crazy, cynical world where such things have become a reason for raised eyebrows and viewed as poor judgment... This is more real than anything I've ever known. I've met the Mad Hatter, and he holds the key to unlocking the shackles of my inhibitions and all the secrets of this strange new world... |