I love when I go back to somewhere
that stimuli to my earliest self are fossilized
immediately after I’ve beaten a personal record
out in the “world,”
Never leaving me too sure of myself
Places that make me feel young,
either because I’m ritually returning,
or because I’m new on scene,
and one where I’m a super senior
consecutively crammed one week.
I’ve found it’s normal to question who I like so many times a day.
Everyone has a love/hate relationship with everything.
I love ideologically contradicting myself thrice in one sentence
and expressing a different take on the same topic every time you see me.
Admit that we’re always judging
and then keep trying not to.
I like that I think I’m so wise
until the professional about to hypnotize me
laughs and says my logic is undeveloped.