thoughts

nocturnal

It's weird how you don't see yourself in a certain situation until after it happens.

Later, though, you can't understand yourself without the context of that event.

Like a rosey-cheeked businessman raising a toast to life over a dinner of whole fish and drinks poured from an Erlenmeyer flask, the defining moments pass by around you—you none the wiser.

Sometimes I think it would be nice to have some cognizance of the implications of any given passing moment, but in those instants I remind myself that fully understanding the present is an act of theft against my future self.

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