October on the night the Yankees gave up a 3-0 lead to the Red Sox.
Wen
It’s a Friday night and I put on my kaki pants to delivery pizza in. I’ve been doing this for almost five years, four of them with Wen. Tonight is the first night in four years that I won’t have to worry about someone stealing my runs, complaining about shitty or no tips, no cleaning their share of the store.
The New York Yankees pushed him over the edge, an edge that I think he was barely hanging over in the first place. As I walk through the cemetery I think of other people I know there, close people, family. My Grandfather and Grandmother, My sister--- When life’s cup is overfilling I visit them, I talk to them, I ask them things especially my sister—I think she knew me and I knew her.
I watch Wen’s wife acting, smiling, coping, and questioning everything she believes in. What do you say to a woman in this position, I’m sorry, sorry for what I don’t know, for the fact that I was planning on going over to his house the night of the game. For the fact that I called and called and didn’t get an answer and felt something was wrong. For not telling her that he hadn’t taken his medication in over two months of which I knew about.
As I hug her I tell her “I’m sorry”.
She thanks me and When you leave that funeral, that drive is as important as any single stretch of road you'll travel on. You've got a renewed appreciation for life. And I think that feeling can last through the day, through the week, but then things start getting back to normal and you start taking this living and breathing and eating thing for granted.
Showing posts with label confusion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label confusion. Show all posts
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Confusion in FIction
If you can figure out what I was thinking when I wrote this then let me know.
This story that you are reading is not what you think, obviously, you are thinking something different than what you were reading on the line above because my words changed your mind. And once again as I write and you read, the words change your mind, you have done it again. What is it? It is the power I have over you. I don’t know you but yet I have power over you. As a human, you logically think “no you don’t”, but knowing that you would think that, and forcing you to think that, shows my power, even more so than previously exampled. You ask “Is exampled a word”, Yes because I say it is and you know what I mean when I type exampled. Quick! Run that word through the dictionary in your head, have you used it before, have you typed in a paper, no probably not but it makes sense and it completes the thought. What thought, the thought that you have forgotten about and have to look above to see and take your mind back to the prior existence five lines previous, once again showing that I control your thoughts in this story. Now you become part of my story so you are not just reading, but being, and existing in another world all by yourself, in your mind, but you are not alone I am with you and will direct you where to go. Quick what is the time are you late for something is there something that you need to do today but have forgotten was there someone that you had to call or something you had to buy. Don’t forget, go get a pen. NO Wait! You do not need a pen because you remember now the thing you had forgotten.
This story that you are reading is not what you think, obviously, you are thinking something different than what you were reading on the line above because my words changed your mind. And once again as I write and you read, the words change your mind, you have done it again. What is it? It is the power I have over you. I don’t know you but yet I have power over you. As a human, you logically think “no you don’t”, but knowing that you would think that, and forcing you to think that, shows my power, even more so than previously exampled. You ask “Is exampled a word”, Yes because I say it is and you know what I mean when I type exampled. Quick! Run that word through the dictionary in your head, have you used it before, have you typed in a paper, no probably not but it makes sense and it completes the thought. What thought, the thought that you have forgotten about and have to look above to see and take your mind back to the prior existence five lines previous, once again showing that I control your thoughts in this story. Now you become part of my story so you are not just reading, but being, and existing in another world all by yourself, in your mind, but you are not alone I am with you and will direct you where to go. Quick what is the time are you late for something is there something that you need to do today but have forgotten was there someone that you had to call or something you had to buy. Don’t forget, go get a pen. NO Wait! You do not need a pen because you remember now the thing you had forgotten.
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