control

this is a minute for those that I dare not count, spent trying to understand what and who you love, looking at pictures taken before the dawn of the new self consciousness, before we got so lost in the reflection, before we became seer and seen. we look, we look - to make measurements of me, map my position, understand my context, examine my value, prove I have one, make myself feel i have none. who knows?

any way, i leave feeling less. i just can't know everything. sometimes I forget that I don't want to.