Writing 101, Day Four: The Serial Killer
Today, write about a loss. The twist: make this the first post in a three-post series.
weight — job — freedom — girlfriend — super powers — sanity — opportunity — respect — mind — dignity — keys — composure — erection — a dare — virginity — sense of humor — hearing — direction — way — ability to… — youthful idealism — parent — friend — thought — fortune — time (or track of it) — hope — temper — boyfriend — edge — faith — loved one — soul — train of thought — right — patience — possession — courage — what I was going to say — glasses — wallet — phone — marbles — sight — life — pride — resolve — a bet
i began by first rattling-off a list of things one could lose. the 40+ items above is my result. a few weeks ago, i had to euthanize my best friend (he was diagnosed a month prior and one morning his quality of life was simply gone). that evening i thought of writing a post in my usual style… on the topic of loss.
but i didn’t, so perhaps that will resurrect itself into this series down the road. back to the list above… i’ve lost several of those myself over the years.
when i type there are certain words that endemically i misspell (including ‘misspell‘). one of them is ‘lost‘. as odd as that may sound, 4 letters after all — not a challenge to the memory, i do it all the time and it comes out as ‘lsot’. clearly a symptom of lousy typing.
found my train of thought again, back to the list; i’ve lost several of those myself over the years (fortune, composure, loved one, youthful idealism) and some of them i lose so often i stopped looking for their return (marbles, pride, thought, keys). some i never want to lose: dignity, freedom, hope, soul.
super powers. that’s another one i’d never want to lose if i really had one. i’d share with you what my secret powers would be but i’d like to keep my dignity; after all, it maintains my sanity. not that i want to fly or anything so cliché.
sometimes one can lose what they never had in the first place. how’s that possible? Oscar Wilde said, “Until this moment, I never understood how hard it was to lose something you never had.” he obviously knew. r.e.m sings that you can lose your religion.
with respect to today’s post, i’m losing time as i have a long list of another sort. i’m also losing patience; another l.a. driver has hit my vehicle and i need to call my insurance company. it’s the third time in 3 years.
if i don’t get out of this town soon, i’m going to lose it.