One night, a while ago, we talked about depression for hours. The conversation started in the evening and went into the night. When the last bit of daylight left the room we didn't bother to turn on the lights. We spoke about how going through it you gain something, you come away with something. The ability to see life in a different light, the buoyancy of life. To understand insecurity, sadness and desperation in a new way. This particular empathy for life, this generosity, this state of mind, is seemingly only able to occur having been through the lowest. You have to have really lived it to be able to live, to feel, to really understand and be aware of it all. We went on for a while and you smoked cigarette after cigarette.
For Charles
7/16/07
The Buoyancy Of Life
