it's just a logical reasoning test

I think I turned toward Formalist criticism because I couldn't divorce my own understanding of things from the surrounding contextual clues, despite an overwhelming urge to do so. I miss doing things pointlessly, where pointlessness was almost its own purpose. I miss things seeming simple. But I don't think I really miss treating things as simple that clearly aren't.

I wish I didn't sit at the piano, late at night, wanting to play but not wanting to hear that one song I know even one more time. I wish singing didn't seem so ostentatious. I wish the Capital Music Store hadn't closed.

I give myself very, very good advice. But I wish I caught all the references. I wish being obvious didn't seem so obtuse.

I wish I could explain the value of statistics. Or the grammatical use of logical operators (without that one image of confused second graders and huge arrows I've had in my head for a year now).

And it seems all I've ever wanted was to be as close as possible, without being involved. But suddenly I'm ok with "possible" changing from time to time.