Real And Surreal
This Sunday afternoon, my mind is held captive by the thought of rich and velvety textured crumbs of cake that taunts me. I'm not supposed to touch it, that cake, for I'm on a diet. And it's just there in the fridge -- the rich, moist, super sinful, melts-in-the-mouth, Chocolate Decadence with caramel sauce.
Just a sliver, I thought to myself while watching television, filled with visions of the space shuttle Columbia falling out of the sky like a burning comet, seemingly so small and insignificant, a speck in the vast expanse of blue. The scene, being constantly replayed, interspersed with recorded footages of the astronauts in life, their last few moments of contact with ground mission, President Bush making his announcement, American flags flying in half mast. So real. And surreal.
I remember almost seventeen years ago when I was in the hospital about to give birth that I watched the very same eery scene, of the space shuttle Challenger exploding in mid-air shortly after take-off. I was shocked with disbelief, at the sight of disaster being broadcast live action, into my hospital room as it happened. A collective sigh must have been heard around the world at that very moment. What a tragedy. What a picture. I cannot forget that day even up to this time, and I never will ...
... and I set the thought aside. Now I'm back to where I started. The chocolate cake. Just a sliver. Yes. I think I'll have a piece.
Filed Under: Pain
Just a sliver, I thought to myself while watching television, filled with visions of the space shuttle Columbia falling out of the sky like a burning comet, seemingly so small and insignificant, a speck in the vast expanse of blue. The scene, being constantly replayed, interspersed with recorded footages of the astronauts in life, their last few moments of contact with ground mission, President Bush making his announcement, American flags flying in half mast. So real. And surreal.
I remember almost seventeen years ago when I was in the hospital about to give birth that I watched the very same eery scene, of the space shuttle Challenger exploding in mid-air shortly after take-off. I was shocked with disbelief, at the sight of disaster being broadcast live action, into my hospital room as it happened. A collective sigh must have been heard around the world at that very moment. What a tragedy. What a picture. I cannot forget that day even up to this time, and I never will ...
... and I set the thought aside. Now I'm back to where I started. The chocolate cake. Just a sliver. Yes. I think I'll have a piece.
Filed Under: Pain
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