We use different words to mean different things in life, and then we become disturbingly salesy. We ask people to do things for us and to make us their bitches. We fight, kill and try to one up ourselves in the most salesmanly way possible. Why not just be unique and do-do-do, instead of beg borrow and steal. Why use cheap tricks, when we all know what people want. People want you. The unique you. The you that yous everyday, when the tiger’s stripes are astray. When will you become the thing you want to be, when will we all just be people. Without constraints. Without stains. Airing without Caring. Listening without Leaning, and being without being a thing, or two things.
The Real You, that’s deep down a thing that’s waiting to be another You.