there’s this vision of e, and it goes back to 1997, when the world seemed to carry only the maliciousness of e’s imagination. who was dead in 1997? grandmas, aunts, and e’s brother r. but, nobody real close. nothing serious. no need to be serious.
what e took seriously were notions of the precise path he’d take to conquer the world.
when anything is possible and acceptable, then anything goes.
but, when e met his friend k in st. louis to go to nyc, the possibilities shrank to a singularity.