I feel as if I am carrying around a coat of pollution from my past, a “soot of arms” if you will.
I walked on to my old locker. No, I didn’t open it. I couldn’t have if I wanted to, the combination has long left my memory. And yet, it was there that I had a wave of sadness flow over me.
To the Elks of 1981, I hope you have a terrific reunion, and wish you all the very best. I hope that you have all lived charmed lives, full of love, laughter and family. Take it from one of yours who has been adrift for far too long; that is what constitutes true success.
This has somehow devolved into a therapy blog which wasn’t really my intent. But the point is that being aware of my emotions, noticing when I’m suddenly having a mood or difficult time in a movie, it is very insightful to ask why it might be so.
I wish I had not met this friend on campus, because then Megan would still be alive in my heart. It might only be one of ignorance, but in my world, she would still be alive, somewhere.