Life as an Extreme Sport

jumping at shadows – or the potentiality inherent within

Do you ever have those times, moments, when you realize how easy it really would be to slide away and out of life, to truly disappear? It’s been on my mind lately – and by all means, while I will cheerfully admit to being both bent towards goth and having strong emo streaks, this is not a “pay attention to me and prove me wrong” sort of thing – that my contact with people in actual life, meatspace as a former professor was want to call it, is so tenuous, so ephemeral, that I could, with little to no effort, turn into shadow and fade away. Certainly I would reappear in the academic year, but right now? The ties that bind are such thin strings…


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