Don't let the silence get you down, though you've been sitting here for hours.

I recently questioned a loss of something I held dear.

In the end, I saw that it made room for all the other things I could hold dearer.

I keep managing to do this, and I feel like I'm finally learning from my mistakes. Friend to more than friends is like one of those chemical reactions which is irreversible. Or so I've found in my life to date, I'm ready to be proven wrong.

Anyway, I'm getting fed up of talking like this.

Have you ever thought about the difference between a dustmite and a mountain? I have. I do all the time. I'm sure you do too. It's so vast, it seems impossible. You look at a mountain, manage to comprehend it, then get the confusing image of a tiny, microscopic dustmite in your brain. It throws it all out of proportion, yet obviously completely into proportion.

And then there's you, stood between the mountain and the dustmite; you, the mountain to the dustmite, the mountain looking at you as if a dustmite. You feel oddly included and at the same time excluded in the huge scale of everything.

In early modern times, they had a concept of the 'Great Chain of Being'; everything and everyone had its place in the ranking. Kind of like a TMF top 100 one-hit-wonders, but instead of 100, everything, and instead of one-hit-wonders... everything.
I wonder sometimes where I'd be, stood under the mountain, next to that dustmite.

Sq.