complex

things are complex. they are intricate and require thought and logic. passion can often get in the way, no matter how hard one tries to legitimize it. i hate this notion. i am searching for a way to rise above the complexity, to see it as something unto itself, maybe something beautiful to be appreciated and embraced, but not feared. maybe i am kidding myself and acting like i'm 10 years old. maybe this is a way to keep a certain naivete, and not getting caught in a world of "already knowing the answer" and not doing what you want, or need. ok, i've decided. i'm going to revel in the complex. otherwise, i might as well not exist. ok. good.