Matthew T Grant


Tall Guy. Glasses.

No Reason to Stop

Standing on the corner of College Avenue and Dryden Friday night at 1:30ish, watching undergraduates stagger around aimlessly and shout at/to each other, I turned to my friend saying, “I’m gonna call it a night, even though, frankly, there’s really no reason to stop.”

“Now you see how I’m living,” he replied.

Just a moment before he had remarked, “Alcohol is a god to them.”

But earlier still in the evening he had said, “Love doesn’t tell; it asks.”

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5 Responses

  1. Eric Cornell says:

    There are reasons to stop. One figures them out, over time.

  2. admin says:

    Indeed. I did call it a night, after all…

  3. Eric Cornell says:

    Hope I didn’t sound sanctimonious.

  4. admin says:

    Maybe a little.

    But then again, I didn’t hear triumph or defiance in my friend’s words. They actually struck me more as something like a confession.

    And as another friend of mine once pointed out, limits are what give objects definition. Without limits, strictly speaking, you don’t have anything.

  5. Eric Cornell says:

    Hmm. Maybe more than a little. Well, I can’t unpost what I wrote, but I can promise that all my future comments will start with the phrase “Party time!”