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broken body.... for sure. broken_spirit? nope.
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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I don't like that term either. People aren't damaged_goods. They're not "goods" in the first place, they're human beings! Of course, it's not necessary to idolize the damaged ethos/image either (an attitude which my remnant teenage lingo defines as "emo", but as this is also a musical genre I do not wish to ignorantly malign the term), which is the other extreme. Anyway, hello and welcome.
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e_o_i
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"Welcome"? Probably been here longer than I have. Well, welcome to the randomness of e_o_i - not as poetic lately as the randomness of paste! for instance, but... hello. There. "Hello". I like that word. The last syllable in particular has a round and mellowed sound.
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lostgirl
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i don't like the term damaged_goods either, but the process of recovery from this accident requires looking in the mirror. i am four and a half decades into this body, and undeniably, humans become accustomed to seeing an expected_reflected_image. i don't yet recognize my face and it scares me to death. but my spirit is strong unbroken why couldn't i have broken an arm or an ankle? why the face? it's a whole_world_of_why's i may never be the same on the outside the_damage is so visible but i'm concentrating on coaxing what's inside to be more visible. trying to excuse the vanity.... if_that_makes_sense....
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Makes sense as far as anything does... I'm sorry for getting up on my little pedestal and making a speech when you were talking about real things in your life.
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lostgirl
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no worries. and actually, in the two months that have gone by since i wrote this, i have been continuously amazed at the amazing healing power of the human body. so, my face is different. oh well....
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what's it to you?
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