rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Reset Four, Day Three

Although Wednesday remained gray all day it brought no more than a few sprinkles of rain. Actual rain is still expected Sunday, but Friday and Saturday should be the only days that might get hot. It's looking like today will be fairly coo, and still overcast. Right now it is very cool out, and breezy. It's the sort of night on which, long ago, I'd have enjoyed a long walk through the streets of the sleeping city. I can't even remember the last time I did that, but it must have been in the 1970s. The details of that time have left me. Soon, I suppose, even the memory that such things ever happened will go. The material evidence has already been turned to smoke and ash.

How aimless the nights I live now seem, though they are no more aimless than those nights were. The difference is that those nights seemed rich with potential, full of promise of what might be. The nights now promise only dullness, and a vague potential for some unforeseen disaster. The wind then made the strewn city lights twinkle from the valleys and hills of Los Angeles, beacons of exciting possibilities. The wind tonight rustles the unseen leaves and passes into dark emptiness. The age has changed, and I have changed with it. I will go nowhere, unless I travel in dreams, and even then I will not remember. Life has become a long, slow forgetting, a fading into that dark emptiness that draws the wind. I'll be pulled along, like a ghost ship that vanished at sea long ago. At least that's what the wind tells me.
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