On Interacting With Other Human Beings

Quite often our interactions bring nothing but misery. Misguided our intentions. Elusive our logic. Making Mountains out of nothing. Singing songs without arrangement. Overdue on every promise. Every posture so misleading. So far can we be thrown. Even less be trusted. I'll be your enemy if you promise to keep me close. As you are wont to do. We all share the quality of chronic ignorance. Like we are constantly re-learning the same exact thing, every single day. Stumbling into each interaction, unable to keep our composure. We'll each compose our own unique narrative that suits our needs a combination of selective recollection and overwhelming justifications.