it alleviates the threat of knowing my body is required to be anywhere else in space than where it is right now. even better when the other person cancels bc its like the sandbags im carrying over my shoulders are lifted for a brief glorious moment before being dropped again
nothing more beautiful to me than when plans slip through your fingers like water and all thats left is time: a few unexpected, unclaimed hours stretching out like a long road with no signs. nothing to do but step into them. nothing to do but let them carry you somewhere new
there you are, feeling bad for cancelling, about to send the text. Then all of a sudden the heavens part and YOU get cancelled on. you live another day as the hero and get to sleep in.