i feel fast. rage, hurt, unfairness. but knowing how to react or even the reasons for the feelings is slow like digesting a heavy meal, and then when the evolution from snap feeling to reasoned argument occurs, i am lost as to what to do with my reasoning. people don’t like it when you track wrongs. retrospective arguments are annoying. but because i think slowly they’re often the only sort i get to have so i begin on the wrong foot every time.
the hare darting forward putting dust in sad tortoise eyes tears punctuate the trail