Another one of those …
Ever made memories? There’s a moment to things, and there’s a perfect second when you know that this moment should be recorded in your brain and never be forgotten. Like the time when I watched ships pass from the 7th floor, or reading for someone in another language, or the swan in the middle of the river at an unholy hour, or the poem, or him tracing my body, telling me where my liver, stomach, kidneys, etc. were. There’s just a sublime moment to it, a voice telling you that this will never happen again so you’d better remember it.
I tell El Supremo Being that I want to remember these memories forever, till my death bed so I’d have something to think back and smile about but I know that I will forget them, in five, ten years. I know this contradicts my post from last year about memory, but let’s just say I was angry back then.
Memory is a strange thing. A song you hear now can bring back thoughts of another time when you heard it somewhere else. Conversation made tonight will be forgotten tomorrow, this post will be forgotten, painful memories gradually erase themselves - you forget how bad a tooth aches but you remember a heartache for a long time.
