2006-03-26 - 6:37 p.m.
The secret: Getting from one place to another is always tesseracting. The easiest kind of tesseracting is moving from thinking of making a sandwich into actually making a sandwich.
When I think of how I'd live my life if I lived alone, all I can imagine is having neater bookmarks in Firefox and more visits to mp3 blogs. And maybe I'd garden.
It's strange to visit someone and be reminded of absolutely everything. "Everything" is comprised of conversational cues and the ever so slightly trembling space (tiny little sine waves) between two people in the darkness, occupied by a sad static energy that feels solid and blue like the gel in one of these ant farms. At least, it's the closest I can think of for a comparison.