{"id":114,"date":"2021-08-25T04:14:00","date_gmt":"2021-08-25T04:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/iammaximillian.com\/?p=114"},"modified":"2024-03-23T04:14:42","modified_gmt":"2024-03-23T04:14:42","slug":"melan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/iammaximillian.com\/index.php\/2021\/08\/25\/melan\/","title":{"rendered":"Melan"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yeah\u2026 so I just grab my keys, my wallet, and my phone and jump in the car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m not sure where I was heading but I\u2019ve taken to taking solitary drives of late listening to the sound of my car and the music.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So <a><\/a>that\u2019s what it was\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I went south on Midland, cause I knew that I should get some food.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But really, the truth is lately I\u2019ve not overly cared about food. It\u2019s just been easy to knock back the kale, eggs, and salads.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I digress, so I\u2019m driving along listening to some 80\u2019s tunes, and \u201cPhotographs &amp; Memories\u201d by Jim Croce comes on. I&#8217;ll just say that as a photographer it hit once again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now that\u2019s some craziness right there. I grew up on that song. Hadn\u2019t heard it in a while. Anyway, I sort of tuned it out and attended to my thoughts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And either it was the moment or the drive or the evening air and the night I don\u2019t know, but I feel as if they all conspired on my behalf, I was given a clarity I\u2019ve never had.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I could finally see her, seducing me slowly\u2026 she\u2019s calling me, she wants me. Like a lion on the hunt\u2026 I could finally see her and I finally understood why I always got caught.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Life was always moving too fast, you\u2019ve slowed the pace, I think to myself. Less anxiety, less fear, as I\u2019ve released and tried to submit I\u2019ve been able to see more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And so I was able to see her hunting\u2026 and I knew I was the prey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I always just ended up there with her\u2026 wherever there was at that time. I\u2019ve been with her for a while, always running. I\u2019ve never wanted to commit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I never wanted to spend any time with her and I never will. I just couldn\u2019t ever see her approach, before now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Every time it\u2019s the same mess, it\u2019s like waking up next to someone you don\u2019t \u201cknow\u201d in bed but on some level, you know you didn\u2019t fight their advances.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I would be doing life, pushing through one thing or another but then I\u2019d always end up jammed up under her in full submission\u2026 she always got me in the end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But it\u2019s been a long time, don\u2019t get me wrong, no one has ever wanted me as much as she has. No one had the power to seduce me. She has been circling me forever.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She has studied me more than any other\u2026 but not because she loves me. I have never felt like she cared about me for all her pursuits.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s so odd!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She\u2019s got this weirdly comforting destructive nature. Little by little she\u2019ll wean you off life and next thing you know you\u2019ll be flirting with death if you hang too long.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Her name is beautiful\u2026 when I first heard it my heart fluttered at its beauty\u2026 \u201cMelan\u201d, come on, now that\u2019s beautiful, it\u2019s her last name that\u2019s the problem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Melan Cholic, her family are known worldwide. They did a rebrand about 50 or 60 or more years ago and now they are known simply as, Depressed. 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