Written on July 28th as a ChoreoLab writing exercise.
Of a time when there were no memories of this kind. How can you remember the absence of something unknown? Unknown when it was absent, now even painfully present. I remember by inferring. The repudiation that this causes in me replaced the carefree health I now miss, and the two seem mutually exclusive. QEPD.
Anyway, sleeping through the instructions had me confused when I woke up from my floor nap, and Julie's words seemed as new as all the girl dancers toying and rolling on the floor, in contrast to my restful feelings of back-lying. That didn't help the mental experience, but it was fun.
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