Friday, October 14, 2011

Week 6

Prompt:


Write a post that doesn't include the 1st or 2nd person. It must be written completely in 3rd person. It must incorporate into the body a quote (not as epigraph or closing thought). Otherwise the topic is open.


Response:



The resemblance was uncanny- her mind and the gray sky were equally as dense, yet both so empty. Her thoughts had become overcrowded to the point where attempting to sort them only created new ones, and thus the cycle continued. The air was damp and dull, but the soft wind which somehow managed to counteract the stagnancy outside did not permeate its way into the entangled mess of her mind.  She walked.
She wandered down the street and examined each shop closely; she figured that any possible meditation would occur through a unity of mind and body. Judging by the current state of things, allowing her thoughts to separate entirely from her actions only intensified the feeling of mental exhaustion. It was time to begin taking care of everything- both inside and out.
The first step of this process would be to create clarity. Clarity meant space, and space entailed the ever romanticized ability of letting go. Of course, her characteristic inability of leaving behind anything misunderstood created an immense obstacle... But in this case a lack of progress would allow several steps forward. 
As she placed one foot in front of the other, she realized the level of dissociation between legs and heart; one moved and the other struggled to stay in place. Perhaps her mind and body were truly beginning to connect? Success was never safe to assume this early on, but she would succumb for the sake of comfort. She had been walking all day, though the only proof of the time passed were the conversations she’d had concerning food.
“The... No, wait... Sorry- Just the plain bagel.”
“A plain bagel? To go?”
“Yes. No- asiago, please... No, plain... Yes, plain.”
This and,
“... No, thank you.”
“Will that be all?”
“Yes, thanks.”
were the only marks separating her generally appointed times for lunch and dinner. Time would continue moving whether her mind or her body gave any care, and thus- she walked.

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