aloof was the word the small town boy used to describe me when jealously guarding his relationship with his best friend from childhood who happened to be my boyfriend at the time. aloofness is unintentional. right now, i may seem aloof because i am reading this history of western philosophy and trying to keep all of these little kingdoms and tribes straight. it's a beautiful puzzle i'm carrying around in my head and gives me something to fall back on when i don't feel like looking at the present, yet it makes its complications easier to decipher.
it's like curling a 5-pound dumbbell after curling a 50 pounder.
now, if i don't say hi when you see me, you'll understand why