Attention
on Feeling Alright is Good, Being Alright is Best (Nigeria), 15/Oct/2013 12:19, 34 days ago
P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm; }She sits at her computer unsure of whether or not she really has enough time to do this experiment. In fact, she is unsure of whether or not she has enough time to do most things she wants to do. There never seems to be enough hours in the day or days in the week or weeks in the month or months in the year to do everything she wants so she stopped keeping schedules. They just detailed her disappointments and missed opportunities.The ring on her finger is not a wedding ring and is on the opposite hand. It is silver with a white flower as the eye-catching feature. It caught her eye in Japan in a shop who's memory she wanted to preserve for as long as possible. She knew even then that she would want to. And just a few weeks ago, she happened to reconnect with those people and those times through the magic of technology to find out the shop too was becoming a memory of the past. Like the scratches on the band and the chip from the white stone in the centre of the flower, everything fades.Her fingers have always been long. Piano fingers and her pinky fingers always stick out. High class pinkies. Her nails have always been enviously strong. But not unbreakable.Her legs are not long and not short. They are full of muscles and journeys and stories and pedal strokes. They know the earth in its many forms and the agony of pushing a bicycle with 25kg of pannier up a mountain. They have raced up mount Fuji. They have washed themselves clean in 3 out of 4 oceans. They have stood in 5 out of 7 continents. They have kicked and ran and walked and cycled and skiied and danced and squatted and stood in many places. They have loved them all. They are looking forward to the long rest, but not anytime soon.Her eyes are green and sometimes blue, depending on where they are, like the ocean. Many people have drown in them and many people have only gazed at the surface, afraid to see how deep they go. One smart man brought a submarine and he's been exploring since.Her words and thoughts are connected to things that are not always easy for people to understand. Her speech comes slowly but her pen writes fire. Her patience is commendable but imperfect. She is annoyed by anything that is not of the utmost truth, like this sentence.She is not really boring, far from it, to be honest. But she often doubts herself and finds herself taking notes on which stories people listen to without interrupting half way through or changing the subject or leaving the room. She wonders how she could tell her stories better and is constantly working on it. But she also battles with the existential dilemma of emptiness and the lack of an essence and wonders if perhaps it would be better if she left nothing to grasp.