Life’s Lost Instructions

Life is a collection of reminders.

“Socks before shoes -wait! Fold seams inside the socks first…”

Every moment is a list of instructions we pull from the linted clump of a cranial pocket. Frowning, we take it out, straighten it, and make sense of the blurry pen marks and dog-eared corners.

“Put the car in Park before turning the engine off…”

How many notes; how many memories end up in those pockets? Once they’re full, is that when we discover -to our confused dismay- a hole in the lining?

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13 thoughts on “Life’s Lost Instructions

  1. obbverse October 9, 2021 / 7:11 pm

    You lost me… I think… I seem to recall… or do I..? Yep. holey lost.

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    • Chel Owens October 11, 2021 / 12:50 am

      Precisely. Who wrote them, anyway?


  2. Norah October 11, 2021 / 5:18 am

    Sometimes the brain is just too full to add anything else!

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  3. hbsuefred October 17, 2021 / 12:43 pm

    As an old fart I can say that yes that’s definitely what happens!


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