Amnesia Fix

Sometimes forgetting is a blessing. Images in your mind, triggers that bring to consciousness certain things you’ve been doing your damnedest to keep suppressed, slowly lose focus and suddenly you can count of a few hours on one hand during which you weren’t brought to your knees by thoughts that serenade you one moment and condemn you the next. That’s a bit intense, but we have no qualms with a two-month period of intensity, especially before winter doldrums set in. A full calendar – meetings and self-authenticated commitments (ya’ll dig up on that LSAT shit, yo?) and four hour seizures of graphomania – this makes the forgetting that much easier to resuscitate, like giving a small flame a bit of your breath to make it spread out over the tinder and take on a life of its own. And one morning you wake up at 5:30 in the morning because for one month you’ve been doing it just to see if you can, and you can’t remember exactly what you were trying to forget. Presto.