This is a good week for a train wreck.
This is a good week for looking back and seeing everything is just repeated and that you haven't gotten anywhere.
This is a good week for taking a step forward and, oh, I don't know, jumping.
I guess what makes me different from all of you is that I know the answer. And that brings a little thing called the burden of knowledge. It's real, and it shows up whenever you're not alone. Imagine yourself in an Oh Henry! commercial -- minus the quick fix. The dollar-twenty solution to all of your problems.
So, yeah, maybe I am trying to pull a fast one on all of you. Trying to keep my foot in the door while revelling in the sunshine. Call me Icarus and get it over with. Because that might just wrap it all up. I'm Icarus, not once, but twice. So, if I'm Icarus and the sun is coming at me from all sides -- I probably shouldn't have burnt all those bridges.
Allow me to do something for myself: to resign myself to whatever the sun may do -- just this once. Allow me to crash and burn and wait until after all of that to tell me that you saw this coming from a mile away. Maybe then, when I forgive you for reading my journal, reading into that part of me I didn't want out, maybe then I'll be ready to do this with a second set of wings.
"Call me Icarus, and I'll sleep tonight.
Call me Icarus, and you'll probably still be right.
Because as long as I'm trying to reach the stars with these burnt up wings and tethered arms
I'll be your Icarus, and you'll be my sun."
-Andy
