i think some of it has to do with comparing what i've heard to how it really is. after all, no one really says what they mean to when it's all on the line, the first 15 minutes isn't fame but really a faux first impression to bullshit their way around the awkwardness.
i think everyone wants the same thing at the end of the day. we'll filter ourselves so that some of us are grayscaled while others increase the saturation and others still cut out the bad and clone the good. modifying the master print doesn't change the artists name. it only lessens the final product. so much time and so much money and so much emotions. so much wasted energy when all along all was fine. all was amazing.
oh God, help me to be steadfast. to come back quicker next time I walk away. to shut off my egotistical self so I can see where i'm wrong.
this is me walking away.
Fact: Brisbane is San Diego, only 4000 miles further away from home.
matt
reading: The Irresistible Revolution by Shane Clairborne
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