Saturday, October 3, 2009

Shaping a Life

I have a new home. I just transferred hours ago and here I am slouching on the barren floor without a bed or any other muebles. That’s how literally barren my room is. Surrounding me are the bulky travel bags packed with unwashed laundry, thick books, mattresses, shoes, and a life full of unwanted memories. I will start a new a life here while the world continues to turn around as people grieve and live in fear; while nature wretches the living.

I feel so convenient in this new place. My office is just a stone’s throw away, the train could be heard from the distance, the horns of the buses are like buzzing bees. This is a new chapter yet again and this will be repeated soon and over and over as I try to shape a life I don’t understand. As I try to shape a life I do not own.

2 comments:

  1. The story goes that a young Hemingway entered into a challenge to see who could write the shortest short story, and he won. He wrote:
    For sale. Baby clothes. Never worn.

    Your writing, Dex, is like that. Elemental. Concentrated. Spellbinding. Heartbreaking.

    You feel convenient and that is good. I am just so grateful you are on high ground. Stay safe. xoxo

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  2. I will start a new a life here while the world continues to turn around as people grieve and live in fear; while nature wretches the living.


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