The Uphill Slide

There is always something.



We made plans. The Pittsburgh Renaissance Festival. Then he said not feeling 100%. OK.

Assuage my guilt. Foisted by me on me. Empathy for another person’s condition. It makes us human. No, that’s not right. There are humans without it. They don’t know what they’re missing. It’s painful. Hurts to feel powerless. Slipping on the shoes of someone else to get a vibe. Can be too much.

I felt guilty for freedom. For adventure and travel. It’s not those things that Jacob wants. But for him dreams in the noose of expropriation. Expropriation of possibilities. Of opportunities. Of plans. Of direction.

We didn’t make it to the Renaissance Festival. But we did make it to The Second City¬†at the O’Reilly. Sharing laughs with cast and audience, and no laugh or voice as loud as the drunk guy sitting next to me.


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