Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

I should for the record say  §

That before I was sad last night, I was happy. Very happy, in fact. The sadness hit me once I was alone and thinking about myself and my life. The sadness hit me when I was sitting in a Sbarro downtown at 3:00 in the morning doing nothing in particular.

I don’t know how I feel about those intense nights that combine everything that’s best about being with other people with everything that’s worst about being a lonely American. I guess I just have to fix the lonely American think.

But it was intense. That’s for sure.

leapdragon says:

And a lush, don’t forget. But I do good work and I help people I know. So I’m not totally worthless.

D. says:

You’re a dreamer.

leapdragon says:

The resolution of the dialectic. **T**ruth.

D. says:

What do you want (apart from answers, that is..)?

leapdragon says:

Conflused? Won’t let go? No, more like being caught in the dialectic between concession and recklessness. But I know that won’t make any sense.

Last night I had questions. Tonight, I have answers that are themselves questions. Each question is bigger than the last. And even then, it is the answers that I am more afraid of…

And yet I want them. Very badly.

D. says:

maybe you’re just confused..? and won’t let go..?