Particles ain't Waves

It's cold in outer space, or maybe it's just wind chill when you're flying at the speed of light, either way, I'd spent some time recently exploring the nape of my universe and have recently turned homeward looking for somethin to warm,  something to ricochet off, even a dirty snow bank on the side a mountain highway would do for now.  

Reentry wast pretty rough, it aint always easy to play particle when you've been waving for a good time, the thing is is that you know that space was cold and that all that running around in random floating patterns was a bit tiring but it's hard to break that rhythm, its like trying to salsa with a partner if you've been break dancing for a few years or maybe a bit like atrial fibrillation and you may just end up with a stroke or bustin the back spin when it aint supposed to fly or maybe you just notice a feelin that you want to radiate and have people stop and notice and not just go flying past the naked eye indefinitely.  I have friends that are waves too, they rarely stop to wonder why people don't, or even if they notice your passing.    

Tonight, driving home with groceries, cabbage and teriyaki, ipod random played Dearly Departed by Devotchka, heard that song in cafe today studying and whilst sitting in room before yoga started and then only saw Little Miss Sunshine 2 days ago and was thinking that I don't want no fashion show either unless it's funky and then came home and started a training log because I weigh 10lbs more now then I did when I started PA school and maybe that's why wave aren't me and particle are and gonna bust past this slump and finish up school but also gonna stop to give props to the Spot crew for being damn cool folks to set with and hats off to Ashley for the tab.

These Photos are from Vail Pass about a week ago.