Forgetting
by , 06-15-2008 at 08:37 PM (1150 Views)
I went on a crazy long bike ride-- over three miles going full throttle. And I forgot. Remember when I said I wanted to run and see where my path took me? I did it. I found a path and followed it until I ran out of path. I went so fast that everything blurred into the strip of sand in front of me and had only enough time for that instant of thought for that instantaneous turn. And I forgot. I forgot the scenery first. The trees and the plants and the sky. I forgot the melody of the cicadas that washed around me. Then I forgot the path behind me. And then I finally forgot what I was running from. David. I forgot the pain that I caused him, I forgot my pain. I forgot the details, and then the big picture. And when I finally made it to the playground at the beginning of the path, which was also the end, I almost fainted. I pushed myself so hard and so long that I completely forgot, and ended up collapsing in public. But I was nothing more than the earth and wind and sky, and something in me wants to do it all over again. I want to forget. I cannot forgive myself so I want to forget...



