Please view my inspiration piece at:
http://johntimmons.com/video/archives/485
Excerpt 9/27/05
As I shrink out of my clothes I find myself getting rid of some that have very specific memories attached-of course memories of he who now avoids me like the plague. I throw them into the donation bag with only a twinge of sadness and regret as those memories are barely even sepia toned in my mind yet I am having an irrationally difficult time parting with a certain blue skirt. I don't know which would be more painful-throwing it away and therefore throwing away the last shattered vestiges of the whole pathetic situation or keeping it, seeing it, letting the memories haunt me dimly-shadows of ghosts reflected in a window...
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