Stray Bolts

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Storms rock. There's the sunshine afterward to look forward to.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Loose Flaps

How often do we say things we wish we hadn't? How much do we, once releasing words from our mouth, or whatever communication medium we encounter in this age of technology, wish we could take those words back? The thing is, we can, but it doesn't mean it lessens the impact. It's like saying: you can stab someone with a sword. For sure, you can remove it. You can sew the wound back. You have painkillers, you have medicine, you have hospitals for these reasons, after all. But the scar doesn't get removed. Ok, fine, the Bio students might say the layers of cells with the scar eventually fade. But it doesn't happen for all scars. And neither does it remove the memory of pain the stab caused.

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt"? Bullshit. They hurt more.

Long ago, I screwed up someone's life with a loose mouth that spouted things that shall remain secret. Suffice to say I screwed up his life. I thought I had learnt that lesson. I thought I was able to seal my mouth, to think before I spoke.

But it seems, I remain an immature brat who can't keep his mouth shut. No wonder I'm failing Lit. I understand people's minds, all right, but only after damage is done. And that's the least of my worries. What if this continues on?

I'm so sorry for fingers that typed so fast my brain couldn't process what exactly I was saying. I'm so, so sorry.

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