Here is a screen grab from my public FB page. It appears to be me, but it is really FB pretending to be me in order to tell me how and why Jesse Archer needs to post a status update about himself. Yes, my existential crisis approaches its apex. Who Am I?
Recently, Bam started waxing philosophical about The Brink. He begins, "I thought it was just a website..." and goes on to say the brink is an alluring place but can be dangerous, a slippery slope on a precarious precipice. When I remind him I'm fine and haven't gone over the edge, he says it's my "natural habitat" and that I alone thrive walking the tightrope. Then he pinpointed what's for him the moment in my past where I chose to exist on this razor's edge and it's hard to ignore someone who's known you so long and so well. Maybe it's time to step back from the brink - it's LONELY here!
What Am I?
The brink of WHAT? I've always said SANITY.
Straddling that yawning chasm of reality and perception, I find what's really important is to try and be guided by this maxim. Or is it a platitude? And in doing so, tell your truth.
"The tragedy of life is not death, but what dies inside of us while we live."
Speaking of SANITY, have you met my former roommate, Violet?
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