The sun stays up longer. The winds have been harsh the last few days. Weather; everybody is talking about it nobody’s doing anything about it. The human heart is a funny muscle, pretty simple, as muscles go, it’s even pretty simple as metaphors go, it has people doing some complex things. As a muscle it drives people up mountains, to feats of incredible strength, endurance, fortitude, or it drops them in their tracks. You have to work the heart up to it if you want to climb mountains; you just have to ignore it if you want to drop. Some hearts take more work, some more negligence.
The heart as a metaphor does all that stuff too, plus acts of courage, sacrifice and, with enough neglect it has you standing on the arms of a bridge and watching the cold water rush past. It’s the stuff movies are made of. Most of us live in between; it’s a good place to live, certainly a safe place. We don’t neglect our heart and we don’t climb many mountains. The mountain we do climb sticks with us, with the heart as a metaphor the mountain we fall down screaming sticks with us too.
No, haredawg isn’t building up to some great tragedy, if he wasn’t being an asshole about it he’d probably be building up to just the opposite. Haredawg was just generally typing shit. Sometimes sappy shit just wants to be typed, even hackneyed sappy shit in broad colorful strokes on thick construction paper.
Guess that ought to do it.
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