You become more yourself with a leg up.

He would never be a step ahead.

There is no respect for show-boats. You do not actually want a purpose, that is too much work. To feel half empty is comfortable and familiar. You like to be familiar. Feeling warm all the time can be a blessing. I have no reason to believe it could go further. No further than flinging straight arms out a window when the cops were behind you because you ran from fireworks a week ago.

There is no wonder in believing you can do all the work. A glare through an empty window means that you are stuck. But being stuck is familiar. You do not want anyone else to move you along. You can search day in and day out and never find what you believe to be an end. That is too easy. I am consistently unsatisfied yet I have no expectations. I simply do not know. It is nice to be vague. To not congratulate the past. The rallies. I am still up to no good, with shoes on. The young girl breathes new life into old resistance. She feels familiar to everyone.