Shiny and new
December 6, 2001i am, of course, okay. the shaky feeling has subsided, and my car window is shiny new. everyone rushed to my rescue today, in thoughts and words and action, and i am so grateful i know so many beautiful people. (you know who you are, i hope. i’ve told you once but if i need to i’ll tell you again.)
a good thing is i can now listen to all of those cassettes gathering dust on my shelf. the french tapes i never played in my car because i was too embarrassed to recite my lessons in traffic and the book-on-tape kiehl lent me and the dozens of mixed tapes i’ve made over the years.
just the other day, i was listening to an old mix and a song came on and i could not for the life of me remember what it was. it made me sad. how could a song that meant so much to me at one point barely strike a chord in my memory?
i think i could say that of a lot of things. everything shifts. this morning, i felt like walls were crumbling around me. a year from now i might not even remember today.