Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

9.28b

I'm still three steps away from the edge of the cliff but my heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest. Two. I'm slowly reconsidering the life choices that led to this point. Processing how in the name of all that is holy did I end up here, now, doing this? One. My knees lock, and a cold tremble rips through my arms and legs. All of my bad decisions and ridiculous habits have led me to this one terrible moment in time.
Well, there's nothing for it--
Swan dive.

3 comments:

  1. Ack, nooooooo, sad. I don't love this. Except for the swan dive. Even this awfulness seems a little better with a good swan dive.

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  2. SWAN DIVE
    into the best night of your lives.

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  3. SWAN DIVE!!! SILVERFISH HAND CATCH!

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