Smackeroo

People forget years and remember moments.
~Ann Beattie, novelist (b. 8 Sep 1947)

Choo-choo Charlie's back chugging on body fluids and tightening around selected knuckles. What's missing is the point defining the need to pay attention to what's in front of you: harshtag solipsistic. You can't get to heaven on someone else's ride. You've got to come clean when you prompt the question "bring it back to self much?" It's because you want to have the ones you love keep coming at you which means you can't be frightening. That requires some polish with a flash of understanding revealing that you've done some styling on your self. Not like styling your hair but more like being open when they approach. So you can't be too artisan with your display of past fuck ups. Just put those recollections in the archive for future pondering.

Untailored feedback lacks the rush it used to have which makes for mind sculpting on a different tack. Some may label it one way communication but both ends know from whence so it's more like communicating without really connecting. Lost in the haystack. Spoiler - it still holds meaning to the writer/reader. I post ergo I return to ponder. But for now, rediscovery.