In an attempt to preserve the memories of the 'moment', I penned it down. A mistake.
As soon as I finished writing it, it left me that instant. The sweet feeling when thought about it was not there anymore. It didn't have the lullaby effect when I was unable to sleep and thought about it.
I read that again say months later, I probably wouldn't be having a clue about what I'm talking about there. This phase of no specifics will make the then me want to kill the now me. Or probably feel happy that it is forgotten. I don't know.
I don't like it though. I wouldn't want to say that I'm scared that I wouldn't remember these things years later. That is exactly that probably. But what the hey, I prefer the goosebumps and the smiles stay when I think of it. Being on mind sounds better than on paper or blog. It can fade, it can stay.
Writing stops.
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