sic transit gloria.

"is that Latin?"

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

when asked what superpower would be most desirable,

many seem to agree on flight, x-ray vision, functioning without sleep, reading minds, etc. the old standbys. the superpower i always wanted to have is the ability to freeze time by touching my index fingers to each other and unfreezing time by clapping. exactly like evie from out of this world, which is where i got thte idea.
tonight i realized that there is a superpower i'd like to have even more than that one. i wish i could divide myself into several tonys. tonight in westwood i ran into one person after another, and it may sound stupid but i wanted to give everyone my undivided attention. not that i'm so important that i needed to grace them with my presence, but rather the opposite; i wanted to take in their awesomeness, because the people i bumped into all played significant roles in my life during college, just at different times. i wanted to hang out with the people i was already with as well as with everyone else i bumped into. everyone was going to different places to do different things, all of the fun variety, and i truly wish i could have gone to all of those places with all of them.

hence my wanting to multiply myself. as the night went on i had this incomplete feeling, maybe not so much incomplete as unsatisfied. unsatisfied because i couldn't be with everybody at the same time--we occupy many worlds comprised of the different groups of people we interact with, and when those worlds happen to meet, things become weird. in social networks we talked about how when we have two friends who don't know each other, the tendency is to want to make them friends. but it's not that simple, nor does it usually work. the balancing act that we use to maintain our multiple lives is pretty fucking remarkable. unfortunately we can't live them all at the same time. i don't even care if this makes sense anymore. i'm just doing my best to document whatever it is i'm feeling at the moment. whatever that is.

the point is that you can't possibly give enough time to the people you care about. and that sucks.

1 Comments:

  • At 10:14 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    tony, my friend. i miss you like an atkin's dieter misses bread. good to see you in westwood, but it made my heart ache for training, which is weird. okay so maybe not training exactly, but i miss you guys.
    Em

     

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