Problems arise that can be graded by time. One day, two day, seven day month week yeqar day long problem. After that it is all laughter. Problems can be graded by the length of time it takes to laugh at them.
Images of power flick through my mind like cars in a traffic jam. Stationary, waiting, menacing, sinister, not going anywhere. Alone. The same messages found everywhere. Concealed or exposed by their context. Melting into their surroundings and then emerging from them. The intrusion of style into message.
Adolescents with their bodies so much bigger than their brains. And then again me. Not turning towards and not turning away.