Mar. 2, 2004
My memory is failing me. I cant tell if it is something to do with age or something to do with substance ingestion... hmmm. A world as I can remember... it's becoming like this book with the pages ripped out... flung into the sky, burned or something.... Sometimes my favorite chapters... sometimes the happiest times. But for some strange reason there are those vivid moments that I can always remember... Clear as day, as the silhouette cast behind the sun... Can't say that they are always the best moments, but just vivid. Why can I remember these strange things, like buying shoes in Seattle some off weekend... but for the life of me I cant remember what I did for my birthday last year.... I can remember a heart pounding look of a pretty girl when our eyes meet, but the essence of a long term relationship lost...Where do they go... where do they escape to... the carving in my brain etched away... the light beyond the candle... just into thin air...
I'm sure I'll catch them again one day....