December 2011
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Long-term memory vs. short-term memory...
My maker provided me with the gift of an impeccable long-term memory. I can associate specific memories with their exact date in time. Important memories, and most typically non-important ones. Off the top of my head, I could tell you the date that Spider Man came out in theaters (May 3rd, 2002), the date my friend Aaron saw Green Day at the Home Depot Center (October 8, 2005), and the day my...
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The life you wanted...
I’ve been lost, drifting across a barren stretch of mind.
I thought I was done; I had a good run. But I found my way outside.
I found a spark in me. I packed my things and I tried to leave.
I fell in love, in a dream. All that I fear is reality.
So I ran until I couldn’t, and I screamed until my voice was gone.
I believe what I shouldn’t. I don’t know why.
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My inner compass...
Sometimes I wish that we could all forget Your figure fades into a silhouette But I hear you breathing and I’m done believing We’re painting portraits, but this canvas stays blank If this life is a gift, then who do we thank? You’re desperate for the answer It eats at you like a cancer Second guess what we know best Rest assured we’ll never rest We’re holding on so...
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At a cliff hanger in life...
Time to start writing the next chapter. This rhetorical book I’m using to personify my life is at an exciting turning point. Maybe life isn’t a book, but rather a series of books. Harry Potter needed 7, and that only covered his adolescence. Then again, maybe my life isn’t quite that exciting. Wouldn’t that be something. I feel like this is an accurate enough analogy. At...
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