Re: postcard: castor & pollux.
[The card, this one written on in a hand that isn't his, smudged and faded, but there's the typical note.]
Pollux,
We're never going back to postcard sized bits are we? Not that I'm complaining. I haven't sat down to write like this in awhile. It's more relaxing than I remember. As for those women? I think the same thing happened to them that happened to all the people here. They went on to live happy lives, accomplish at least most of what they set out to do, and got to retire just as happily. But you mean no one's ever taken you on a road trip or anything like that?
Life's done you a disservice, my friend. An injustice even. I suggest you grab your closest friend, fill the tank, and leave town at once. Come back with more adventures and we'll trade more letters. Hell, I'll even send some money for the gas and food along the way. Serious offer.
As for Salome? I'd guess maybe because it's easier to blame the woman for being seductive than to take responsibility for being willed? Feminine wiles and all that? Doesn't make it any less bullshit, but that's my guess.
Do you? I don't know if I could, and I'm pretty good at seeing the good in things. I don't think you're all that wrong that like to make ourselves feel better about the bad, and sometimes we'll tell ourselves whatever it takes, but I also don't think there's such a thing as a meaningless existence. We might make ripples instead of waves, but everybody changes something and probably in a lot more ways than we ever know.
My peace? Rear view mirror. That's where it lives, but the road only goes forward Pollux. There aren't any U-Turns on this freeway that I've ever seen. What's in its place? Right now, whatever I can find that'll fit until I figure out what peace looks like now. Have to get back to you on that.
Fuck no I wouldn't. Pardon my French. The guy at the top's always got way too many people nipping at his heels. Give me something quiet, where I can help out and I've got times I don't have to be responsible.
When was your last good day you can remember Pollux?