Saturday, April 3, 2010

Chase

I guess it seems like it's just about the chase.

What is it about playing cat and mouse that trigger the attentiveness of people? I'm being a hypocrite. I like the chase. I like the idea of not knowing how far I'd have to run before I call it quits. I like having an idea of what my prize would be and how it would taste. I like the fact that where we run to is nowhere near anything I expected. I like the challenge.

I'd like it even more if I were the cat. The mouse can only know where to run so far until it starts to run aimlessly. I ran through tight spaces, small holes, even hid behind thick walls. But that didn't even seem like enough to keep you from getting to me. You're challenging my ability and you're making me run further than I ever imagined possible. I've thought about giving up and calling it quits a few times but you have this hook on me. You captured my attention and fed my curiosity. Now I'm running faster than ever but I'm still letting you come close; still reminding you that catching me is still possible. Maybe you can say we're using each other. You're pushing me to run, you're testing not only my abilities but yours as well and we're riding the limits. I like the idea of not knowing where to run. I like the idea of trying to figure out which places I can hide. Is it possible to enjoy and desire the same ideas as the cat? Maybe I like the idea so much that all my senses are blocked, my adrenaline is high and I haven't quite figured out if I've fallen in a ditch or not.


Or could this whole thing be just a dream I'm fighting not to end?


3am-5am

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