Monday, May 28, 2007

Faceless, spaceless

'I'm trying to tell you something about my life. Maybe to get me in between black and white.'

-Closer to fine







And it's good, sometimes, to be nameless. And it's better, sometimes, to be faceless.

So that you can eat ice cream for breakfast and cookies straight from the box for dinner. So that you can ride a merry-go-round in the rain and laugh so hard your face hurts. So that you can splash through puddles and kick at stones, so that you can run up a flight of stone steps just to see what's at the top. So that you can laugh at your own breathlessness when you realize there's nothing. So that you can board a train when you have no idea where it stops, and no real concept of where it started, either.

It's good, sometimes, to be nameless. It's good, sometimes to be faceless. Because often, what's hiding, what's lurking and what's smiling, is you.