User: | chatona |
Date: | 2008-02-23 18:14 |
Subject: | prompt #015 |
Security: | Public |
Tags: | #015, prompt |
Once upon a time
We had a lot to fight for
We had a dream, we had a plan
Sparks in the air
We spread a lot of envy
Didn’t have to care
The Rasmus - Sail Away
Copyright: Frank Johannes
When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder.
Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
I spent my life learning to feel less.
Every day I felt less.
Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer