certainly maybe. at least a thing or two are more clear now. and it was very nice to find out. a surprise somehow. very different conversation than the scary ones i used to have in a wood panelled office overlooking the harbor. maybe ten years ago. eleven? the wind was cold on broadway, all the way downtown. wall street looked as if it were ready for the arrival of mongol armies. tank barriers camouflaged as sculptures. flowers in acid filled pits. somewhere on the 12th floor i found out that everything could quite possibly end up being allright. a rather happy morning. perhaps? and it was a very strong "perhaps." i guess? i strongly guess i think. and thus i might end up being. okay.