new year
All too often, i tend to forget how beautiful and magical life really is.You know how it is when you accidentally close a door much harder than you intended to, and the force and suddenness makes everyone look round at you?
If i can, i want to put the memories behind me, make them a part of my past, draw a line in the sand and then fill that line with cement. While they are setting, i will insert upright steel poles at regular intervals. Attach panels of flat stainless steel to those poles. Weld them together. String some barbed wire along the top and send an electric pulse through it all just for good measure. That should keep yesterday at bay, right?
Or will it?
Memories have a strange way of defying all our attempts to banish them. They cannot be controlled. They can only be acknowledged, accepted, made room for and lived with.
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So this is how it feels like to miss somebody.
