Without Regret
Without
Regret
Emptiness, the feeling of being alone in a crowd, the knowledge
of a missing piece. The multitude of
emotions whether actual or only perceived that are associated with loss, being felt
simultaneously in a tumultuous cacophony of indistinguishable angst that she
had had been experiencing for some time.
The resulting confusion transcended all other thoughts in an
attempt to penetrate the thick layer of defense protecting the logic and rational
thinking needed to formulate a simple conclusion necessary to deal with difficult
situations, but it could not get through. A seemingly simple logical conclusion
to what had occurred, yet a metaphysical conclusion of which there was none.
Factual, formulated reasons were more than obvious and had been answered as to
why. Yet were insufficient to subdue the existential crisis which now existed. Drowning
in a sea of abstract nonsensical thought with nothing more than mind pictures
flashing memories of faces and places past, attempting to search the database
of conscious recollections in order to find an answer, yet seemingly
accomplishing no more than memories of that which is no more.
The unconscious almost catatonic state created in an instant
by traumatic grief is broken as suddenly as it arrived and a return to
consciousness when what her mind mistakenly perceives as a dangerous situation,
provides her psyche the opportunity to cleanse the guilt, quell the pain and
return her to the state of bliss and euphoria she once knew and craved so
longingly for. She had not felt such
comfort since her universe had been destroyed in a fleeting moment of distraction
that when refocused on what was once two had become one. She instinctively took
control of the young defenseless being, rescuing it from a certain disaster as
she had so destructively witnessed once before. As she casually walked down the
railway boardwalk wheeling the young one to safety with the indisputable knowledge that she had
saved a life and claimed it as her own, undertaking and accepting all future
responsibility. All was right with the world now there has been a new beginning
and order had been restored, without memories, without pain, without regret.
This was a story written as an assignment to coincide with the above photo.
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