Sunday, September 18, 2011


Sometimes, they just make better sense when they're not with you.

With constant activity constantly revolving around their constant presence, not much thought comes to coalesce on their entirety, but much on your presence with them, as a unit. Working together as a team through turbulent times as a classic example of the one of the better human endeavors is easily achieved with both minds in incessant contact. Also, this results in swifter accomplishment, often in more than one direction.

However, only when you are left alone can you come to terms with them, and your own self. You see, in togetherness, unless you are in some sort of parasitic relationship, symbiosis forces all members of the combination to think of itself as one whole unit. If that's just me, well, then it seems like a good plan for you MBAs to spew out in your next emergency meeting.
In any case, as a unit, your senses rarely realize what every one has been tackling. And when the dust begins to settle, you realize what has been accomplished.

When left with your thoughts, you finally realize a person's significance in your life. What he or she meant to you and what you might soon pine for. Every incident worth your memory comes back in a slower form, much like a scene shot in five hundred takes. As director, you've pretty much seen all of those takes, because you've rejected the first 499. And the last one made it.

Unfortunately, you tend to realize all of this alone. Either that, or when placed in the scenario you should rightfully be in, you won't have to be alone for this enlightenment to occur. Or, in a thirds division, that person won't be stupid enough to leave you alone to think of a nuance of a world that might never make a difference. They'd probably slap that realization in your face.

That'd be pretty awesome, wouldn't it? Maybe you could do that to someone, too, instead of waiting to get slapped, you know.

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