posted by dave on Sunday, January 13, 2008 at 11:44 PM in category ramblings

I wish I could describe what it's like for me.

I wish I had the words to describe it with any accuracy, and I wish I had the balls to describe it with any clarity.

It would be a great entry. I just know it would.

I imagine, sometimes, that it's like being born. For your entire existence, you've been in the dark. Muffled sounds and random pressures and chaotic movements, they are all you know. They are your world.

And then, suddenly, there's light.

There. That single moment, that single instant of time when your retinas register light for the first time. A heretofore unsuspected sense awakens within you. You become more than you were before. You can see.

I have moments like that, every now and then.

Every time, it's like the first time.

I am born during moments like that.

The rest of the time, I wait.

To be born again.

post a comment

If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.

I'll pretty much approve anything except SPAM comments, or comments that clearly have no purpose except to piss me off, or comments that are insulting to a previous commenter.

Use anything you want for your name and email address. I think it has to at least look like a valid email address though.

mysterious gray box mysterious blue box mysterious red box mysterious green box mysterious gold box

search main 'blog





Search word(s)
   help me!

blog favorites

the convenience of grief
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
nothing personal
the one
dream sweet dreams for me
the willow bends and so do i
on bloodied ground
lack of inertia
thinning the herd
or maybe not
here's looking at you
what i miss
who wants to play?
feverish thoughts
the devil inside?
my cat ate my homework
don't say i didn't warn you
my god, it's full of stars
hold on a second, koko, i'm writing something
you know?
apples and oranges
happy new year
pissing on the inside
remembering dad

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License.