"and wake to all the griefs I left behind"

no power again. it gives me the opportunity each night to relive the losing/erasing of memories sequences from eternal sunshine of the spotless mind -- the blue-white circle of an led flashlight partially and disjointedly illuminating bits and pieces of once familiar objects from my past that are now in the dark.

except when I wake up in the morning, all of the objects and memories are still there instead of erased. and the next night I get to repeat the experience.

(blog title, just as the movie title, taken from the Alexander pope poem "eloisa to abelard". I recommend reading the poem - particularly if you liked the movie. and while you're at it, read the real letters between heloise and abelard. good, sad, painful stuff.)

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