Album: One
It occurred to me, this evening as I was going up on an escalator, that I fucking love going up on an escalator, and I felt like I could do that forever - on an escalator forever ascending.
But then I thought about how all things that go up must come back down, so I didn't want to be going up for too long, because my problem'd never been going up; no, it'd always been coming down. I think, when I was young, I'd climb so high up (slide? ladder? tree? hill?) I was stuck, because I was too scared to climb down.
So what I finally concluded was, I'd like to be going up and down continually on escalators.
It just seemed so ... wow.
You know?
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