The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel
I broke something, Old Man
How badly is it broken?
It's in a million little pieces
I'm afraid I can't help you
Why?
There's nothing you can do
Why?
It can't be fixed
Why?
It's broken beyond repair. It's in a million little pieces
SYMPHONY SWITCHBLADE lyrics
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I'm aware of whether you are happy or sad, or fearful, patient, impatient, or full of love or despise, or if you are just doing your duty by me. I marvel at your frustration. You cannot conceive isolation, so complete it is at times. You may not gift me with clever conversation, or cute remarks to be laughed over and repeated. You may not give me answers to my everday questions, perhaps not even yours alone. Maybe what you give me is more valuable. Maybe we give each other opportunity to discover the depth of each other's character, maybe even our own.
And sometimes people appear not to notice me; I always notice them. I feel not so much envy as desire. Complacency is my vice. I may not give you understanding as you know it; don't feed me apathy. What do you know of compulsion; I'd love to hear about it.
I love people (to an extent). I go to school for human development and hope to end up doing something with institutions or service coordination. I work for the DDSO in a residential home. Don't bother me about orientation. Cubed not crushed, usually. I love food (always hungry), my family <3, playing with art, reading, writing, usually on napkins and styrofoam, tank tops, lippy, drinking, anything with ice, listening to and making music, drums, onyx, charcoal, and asian food. I hate indecisiveness, cars, and most feminism. I love being asked and asking questions. Sometimes it bothers people...but only if they have something to hide or nothing to show. I fucking hate ice cream. And milk. I love clavicles. And Dunkin Donuts, but not their donuts. Not any donuts. Nor croissants. I name things after their species with an "ie" on the end. I hate eating in front of people. I'm anxious. If I ask you what you're thinking, for both our sakes please don't say "nothing." My big brother and my papa are my heroes. I have the worst luck with electronics. And people, usually. I hate chocolate. David Christopher Coene is my best friend in the entire fucking world. I shouldn't have sugar or caffiene or dairy, but that's what my general diet consists of. I'm always hungry even if I say I'm not. Give me rice. Or pasta.
Paranoia.
I love talking about habitat fragmentation.
Old-fashioned.
Feed me.
Usually cold.
Easily fascinated.
That's the gist.
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