Fictional Cheese

I got Chevelle's new Vena Sera album. It is pretty good.

Some days, I wish I were a man equally as comfortable in a suit and tie as one in a tattered smock and beret. Equally confident with a briefcase and with a 9. At one with nature and with the fierce avarices of technology. Happy in solitude and in the warm embrace of a crowd. For a moment, I can imagine myself as that one.

Then it all goes away.

Maybe I'll just try to be a pro baseball player next time instead.