Saturday, December 12, 2009

Some day, many days from now, this day will have been forgotten. Its doubts, its faint pleas, its lily-livered will to survive, will have been defeated by other pleasures, other desires, other conquests. Such is the nature of memory. But I want to remember. I want to remember that on this day, I carefully reasoned and pleaded the case of this life against all other possible futures. Even in the face of things I could not have predicted and hands I could not have seen, I carefully measured and held together the vitality of this life. In all its possible futures. And I want to remember.

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