Reverb prompt from yesterday, which means I’m almost caught up. Except a new prompt came today and there will be another staring me in the face in the morning, and then there will be another… breathe, breathe, breathe.
5 minutes. Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010.
What I would remember:
Walking in the dunes outside Qasr Al Sarab.
The sweaty triumph on Liam’s face as he received his black belt
Caleb’s confident smile as he emerged from school on after the first day of first grade.
The last few paragraphs of David’ Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas.
Writing my letter of resignation from my old job.
Floating in the hot springs pool at Indian Springs, in Calistoga, with my oldest friend in the world. The water was as blue as the sky.
Husband and I strolling through the Chicago night on our anniversary, children safely with Grandma, looking at Buckingham fountain and imagining our next eleven years.
What I would forget:
The Tea Bag Heads, the “ground zero mosque” kerfuffle, all movies based on comic books, “Heroes,” Franzen’s Freedom, the fashion industry’s attempt to revive harem pants, every single one of the Kardashians and all the Real Housewives no matter where the fuck they live, Fox News.
The Kardashians notwithstanding, it was a pretty good year.