Friday, December 21, 2012

Q: Mummy, where is my Kanasai slippers?

History is repeating itself. Unlike before, I’ve studied history and have the chance to make a difference. Quit the yapping and get to the juicy part you say. Fine, you impatient prude, I’ll tell the story. The relationship I shared with people at times means blessed things, yet there are moments of sadness within that beauty. We learned to be in pain and lost, through time and experience. We made mistakes and be ever so ashamed of own vulnerabilities. People who hurt others have to prepare themselves to be hurt in the same way. I am sprouting nonsense again.

So, I mentioned of the few friends I made here correct? It wasn’t an easy process, but I managed a handful of trustable individuals. In the light of which, history won’t sit quiet just yet. This is a reenactment of a memory in Kalamazoo with some of my then closer friends. Like the equivalence stimuli A and B are on a mutual term, spending loads of time together and having fun without a care in the world. When stimulus C paired up with stimulus A, they too shared a relationship that was complex. Stimulus D is stimuli A and B’s friend from college. The relationship between A and B caused a rift with C and hence C made D a confidante. While there is a whole lot to learn from this, the results are clear as day. Wait, I’m not through yet.

In this new play script, I see myself a stimulus B who befriended a stimulus A and we clicked instantly (as though we are the last two survivors of an apocalypse). Shortly after, stimulus C paired with stimulus A in a one-sided love relationship. Stimulus D is a neighbor of stimulus A and also a friend of stimulus B from orientation. C came to confide in D. And I became fully aware of things when D and I had dinner at a certain cheesecake restaurant. She said, A would be engrossed in B’s presence to notice others around her. Hence, it was in my knowledge that people were getting hurt because of our relationship. Stimulus A probably didn’t notice how often she was always talking to B (on the phone through texting and voice calling as well). This time for sure, history needs to be rewritten for everyone’s happiness.

The kind king,
Vonnie S.

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