we had a talk.

he's been paying way too much attention to the world lately and not enough to himself and the people he needs and the people who need him.

he does this a lot, right?

i mean, it's a big world, and it doesn't make any sense that things don't work the way they ought to, and you've kinda gotta stick your head in the sand to avoid being reminded of that every day. only the thing is, it doesn't have to be sand, you know? 

so we had a talk, and it was one of those, "dude, i'm right here," talks, and it ended up with him turning on the light and us looking each other in the eyes until he saw me and the world the way we were 16(ish) years ago when i arrived in his life and we were younger and it looked like maybe things would go the right direction politically speaking and there were actual good super-hero movies coming out for the first time in my life and a new star trek movie too and dang if it didn't just seem like maybe everything could be okay.

and even though we can't get back to those days, we've still got some decent super-hero movies going on, there's a great star trek show in its third season, and his eyes and my eyes still see youth and color and infinite possibility when we look at each other and remember that it's all there to see.

which means yeah, the talk worked and yeah, he feels better, and yeah ... we're obviously going to have that same talk again. and again. and again.

but i'm here for it as long as he'll have me.