Friday, June 20, 2003
There is a trap in front of me. While I sense the danger, it draws me closer. So I dance around the edge. Confident uncertainty. Look, see, test, walk over and move on, or dance on the edge, tease it. It teases back, or is it just me teasing myself. The danger is exciting and intoxicating. Like all traps, there is no good of it.
Chris Jaeger at 8:25 AM