[thanks to randomdreams on lj]
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yet another reminder that what you see is not always what is real. (as if the war-that-never-ends is not enough. as if the recent decline in gas prices is not enough. as if folks “flying signs” near on-ramps is not enough.)
what is real? i am real, in this moment. leg propped on drawer, chin propped on hand, elbow propped on knee, staring at the potted plant that keeps growing despite being chewed on by emo. the cats, curled up by the water heater because i refuse to turn the heat above 68. the hiss of the record player behind one of my favorite albums of all time.
what is not real? that glimpse of a csi ripoff i saw tonight, in which a guy was on death row for serially torturing, killing, and taking pictures of women. i saw the pictures.
guess which one will keep me up tonight?
