July 28, 2016
The river always takes you back. It's inevitable. No way around it. You can fake it. You can pretend it doesn't. You can say it out loud how it hasn't taken you back, how it won't, how it can't, but deep in your heart you know that it will, that it always has. Fighting it only makes it harder to accept when the inevitability smashes home and sells your moxy to the lowest bidder. Then, at the standoff, you can feel the loss and the gain. You go in both directions. There is nothing to be done but humble acceptance.