A Metaphor for Something or Other
I’ve been sitting here for over an hour trying to get words out onto this blank screen. Cleverness alludes me, as does any sort of structured creativity. It’s in these sorts of moments when curious things are borne from skewed minds, or so I have convinced myself could be true. After all, the boring everyday moments are not nearly as interesting as those peppered by the distractions of confusion, transition, and frustration. My clever mind, it would seem, has a name and a voice, and he whispers quietly to me when I’m sitting on the bus in those too early moments of an average weekday commute. I’ve named him Roosta. It’s an allusion to something that makes me laugh. It’s clever. Thus, there it is, [...]