companions

And I want companions.



And I want to do this with you. (And sometimes it’s like screaming into a void)



Will you join me? Let’s make something beautiful together. Maybe it’ll last a minute or a month or a year. And maybe it’ll be transcendent. Or maybe it’ll be utterly human.



And I can’t promise perfection, but maybe you were never expecting it.



And maybe sometimes I’ll ask too much and other times too little. And sometimes people will feel loved and other times annoyed, but that’s all part of it. It’s like of course that’ll happen. I’m making this up as a I go along, anyhow.