No things aren’t the same — they never are — take advantage of the reminder
However — equally important — to not let RECOVERY become a new identity — how quickly friends forget say — I’ve been in recovery for X or XX days years
Not that there’s anything wrong with that — as the neoliberal comic extrusion said — and hey friend — anything that works for you — is good with me — trust me I’ve done far worse/better — same/different
This is just a gentle reminder for us both — don’t let some dead/live person’s experience substitute for your own — ever
YOU LOOKING AT ME?
What an absurd question:
Why is today the first time I’ve heard PJ Harvey’s “I Inside the Old I Dying”?
There are balls in the sky — or more accurately — “There are gulls in the sky” — once I looked up the lyrics — pattern recognition is never wrong — just often mistranslated
There is something captivating/horrifying about the memetic trend of — HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU LEARNED — as if any of us could keep up with the manufactured dross of our industrialized decay
If recovery keeps apace I have new and lovely projects on the horizon which will mean some changes around here — hardly news — and yet not olds
