sometimes you find yourself positioned against intent. like in the path of a jogger who is wrong (ultimately all who oppose my opinions are) or behind several of the slowest paying people to have been born or vulnerable in the most dangerous sense possible.

sometimes you're glad you have a long weekend to blow brain cells and biking muscles and to forget about the position you're in by creating a whole new one.

i'm at a loss for words tonight, not only because i don't know how to verbalize my thoughts, but also because i don't think i want to say what i'm thinking. it's a hard line to balance betwixt.