D i s t a n c e
is a kind of understated cowardice. Tricks of the mind, one that
everyone
is capable of. Guarded and paranoid of the truths that can be told through actions and persuasion, it’s one that
is
unseen even by 20/20 vision. It’s a kind of fear that everyone gets a kick out of, but they are secretly
afraid of
it. It’s like when you wake up at 2:00 a.m. and it’s still so dark outside, and your mind wanders to the lurkers of the dark, and suddenly you can’t sleep because this imaginary being you created is bigger, stronger, intimidating. You’re nothing, when this creature is
something.