some people create their realities. some people scare themselves into creating disappointing realities. some people don't believe that reality exists. some people can find things but have not learned how to hold on to them. some people can sit in one place and make the mountains move to them. some people should work harder studying the other team before the fourth quarter. some people need to decide if they're playing to not lose or playing to win.

i am not some people. i am me. but does it really matter who i am, as much as what i am?

last week we were looking at a canary. the gemini said, i just hate it when i see birds in cages.

no one responded. he said again, more quietly to himself, like in pet stores, i hate seeing birds caged up.

i think he figured no one was listening but i was and i understood what he meant. we geminis are birds in cages, always wondering what it would mean to spring free. he looked up and was surprised to meet my eyes and see me smiling. i quickly looked away. i'm careful about not getting involved.