people all get ready

and do you think they'd understand it if I said, look - I'm all achy and electric all at once, and these headphones - well, they're changing everything, and I was on my way here from the coffeeshop this morning, and I wanted to walk right past the office - see, there's all these things I say, all these words that I mean, and then sometimes I want to pull them back off of the pages I send and reshape them into new statues, even though it's all the same things... and every second of my life just makes me catch my breath these days, all sharp and complete, so - if I could just go out and walk for a little while, and I promise that later I'll go back to making tiny electronic files in between writing about all the things we pass back and forth, these things we carry around but can't quite bring ourselves to say - and maybe I'll just have to walk all the way to where you are and put these headphones on your ears instead of speaking, and hope that somehow it will all be easier to see than everything I've managed to tangle myself up in...