saying what they actually mean to at first, the backpaddlers watch the facial expressions of those around them change & the change is not what the backpaddler expected, so quickly in their heads
multiple millennia reduced to centuries, centuries reduced to decades & a period of decades making up the life of one completely random, accidental, insignificant & meaningless
eye contact leaving the scene & jittery in the seat, the person sitting across from you has somewhere else to go, somewhere else to be & suddenly they can do nothing but convey in
chronic western perpetual stress--- side-effect of the neon lit metropolis side-effect of the wonderful illusion of “democracy” side-effect of the dog-devour-dog reality of capitalism,