31 July 2007
This
)Published on July 31st, 2007 @ 01:50:40 pm, using 296 words, 264 views
This is something I’m new at. The long distance thing. It feels sudden and much too real. Fast and slow at the same time. Fast, like a bolt of lightning. Slow, like a jigsaw puzzle that promises something more breathtaking with every piece.
When I first started to see the world with my brand new 20/20 vision, I just wanted to go home and close my eyes. It defeated the purpose of the operation, which was to get me to see perfectly without aid and here I was rushing home so I could see nothing at all. Reds were the absolute worst. Reds were redder than I ever imagined they could be. I’m convinced those were the mean reds Holly Golightly talked about. Mean because they were brighter than you could handle. Because they made you wanna close your eyes.
This makes me close my eyes. This makes me wanna cover them on top of closing them just to make the darkness darker. It’s true the dark can be your friend; it can give your imagination that little extra push. But it does keep you from the world at hand. It abducts some of you. Like The Blower’s Daughter abducts some of me every time I listen to it. Like Kieslowski’s Blue abducts some of me every time I watch it. Like Buckley’s voice abducts me every time it makes itself heard. Like you abduct me every time I think of you. I wanna get used to you. I want to not have to close my eyes to see you. I want you to be the world at hand.
(Originally written on February 20, 2007)
This post is the creative work of Iris Watts Hirideyo and is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License.
In love, too much, closed eyes, colors, 20/20, 'mean reds', imagination, Kieslowski, Jeff Buckley, The Blower's Daughter, youtube, Damien Rice, Holly Golightly, Breakfast at Tiffany's
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