Maybe you can see a young man with lank blonde hair and the eyes of a wolf in his blue Camaro, a scar of twisted rust running down the hood like a bolt of drunken lightning, and maybe you can even sense a certain tragic displacement as a traffic light turns from red to green and he sits there staring into space.
There are reasons, you see, one could reason…and then there’s reasonability. It’s not reasonable to assume sanity in any stranger, not safe to believe that anyone you meet is who or what they appear. Caravels of destiny upon the seas of near infinity, the shores they sail towards sure to surprise, sparkling as they are with all their strange and unsure gems.
I’m not sure what I’m doing at this keyboard.
There are reasons, you see, one could reason…and then there’s reasonability. It’s not reasonable to assume sanity in any stranger, not safe to believe that anyone you meet is who or what they appear. Caravels of destiny upon the seas of near infinity, the shores they sail towards sure to surprise, sparkling as they are with all their strange and unsure gems.
I’m not sure what I’m doing at this keyboard.
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