even to try and quantify emotions as volume, length, velocity, or any other measurement quite apart from something as imaginatively hypercube-like as vague and abstract as feeling. the buoyancy of yoyo with ‘sleep’ that can hit a zen state at the absolute length of the string. maybe this string of mine is too long for use, next to other strings doing their absolute, best, to stay with you but fall short. i would then scratch the ground and zip back, to the other extreme, and hit the hand hard. maybe i should reduce the length, take out a section, fuse the fibres back together with a more capable range, of emotion. extreme, intense and ecstatic feeling, just a bit too much, like riding down that hill on a fixed wheel and your legs can’t handle it. lucky you can brake on a bike.