Sunday, March 25, 2012
There is this scene in Beginners...
Hal: Well let's say... let's say since you were little,
and you've always dreamed of someday getting a lion.
And you wait, and you wait, and you wait,
and you wait and the lion doesn't come.
Then along comes a giraffe.
You can be alone, or you can be with the giraffe.
Oliver: I'd wait for the lion.
Hal: That's why I worry about you.
I stopped writing, simply because I did not see the point. There was a circular momentum to all of this that required breaking. Some time away, a new job, a myriad of small permutations of combinations that would hopefully lead somewhere - some place away from the circle.
So here I am, back at the beginning, waiting for my Lion.
Unbending, as always, cocking my middle finger at this world,
Telling it to take its best shot
While I wait for my lion to man the fuck up
And get back into my life.