Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

12.15b

She stopped, the highlighter hovering lightly over the page. The she covered slowly, liquid spilling out of the felt and into the paper. Pause and indecision slowed her hand: cov- and stop. Certainly her career was important, for which she needed her studies, for which she needed this information. She started again -er should be taught, and tied down with something stopped her catgut from continuing to Unwind herself from a spool a three-quarters inch length of soul. The cover over her true intentions will function as a wall between her and the world, a barrier from hurt and pain, to stop seepage of emotions and blood from her hurt, broken past and her uncertain future.
She blinked twice.
The cover should be taught, and tied down with catgut.
Unwind from a spool a three-quarters inch length.
The cover will function as a barrier to stop seepage of blood.
She had to decide what was truly important. Only important things get highlighted. Only necessary things turn florescent yellow. Only things she needs to remember.

Slowly, her hand reached up and drew a long, thin line across her cheek in unstoppable, inconceivable brightness.

9 comments:

  1. Before Southern blocked texts from last night, I saw a single post that was worth all the dross. One text: "You kept marking my face because you said I was important."
    It's a very pretty idea.

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  2. Not sure what to say about your post, but that comment seems mighty interesting. Why did Southern block texts from last night??

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  3. It's sexitimes. There are a lot of inappropriate innuendos and such.

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  4. That IS a very pretty idea, and you expressed it beautifully, as always.

    I don't think you should have to choose between a career and love (I know, side note).

    When my sister was in high school, her best friend promised her that if a guy she dated asked her to choose between him and her friends, she'd choose her friends; she said whoever really loved her wouldn't ask her to choose. But then he asked, and she picked him.

    It reminds me, weirdly, of "The Onion" article about the CIA highlighting everything in black Sharpie.

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  5. Yeah, but if it came to the choice, what would most people choose? What SHOULD most people choose?

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  6. People choose based on what they believe about love. Is it something that lasts forever? Is there such a thing as "the one"? I think most people make their choice without realizing they're making the choice--they realize after.

    On a parallel note, when you get married, are you not choosing your love interest over your friends?

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  7. I think that I don't really have the information or the experience to accurately judge or answer any of these questions. I do know that there is a way which seems right to a man and the end thereof is death, so I'll keep talking to God about it.

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  8. I think that choice is and should differ from person to person. I know people who choose career and regret it for years afterwards. I know other people who choose love and regret that.

    I mean, a good relationship means supporting a person's other interests as well as the shared ones, right? Otherwise, you're only getting half the person. Balance, and whatnot.

    Then again, my sister would say that when you marry, you are choosing your love interest over everything else ever.

    Yeah, pretty much only God has the corner on this one. So, yeah, I'm gonna shut up now.

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