A lot of times at night, I have this nice idea for a blog. I get excited as I think about it. But somehow by morning, what I was so eager to blog about had completely disappeared from my mind. I can't remember anything at all.
Where does it go? Where do bits and pieces of memory go?
Is it in the same bin heartaches and heartbreaks go?
Most likely not. I can reach into that bin for a heartache and look at it again. Feel it again. Turn it over, upside down and inside out again. See if it still hurts.
But I touch only air whenever I reach inside that bin for a blog idea I can't remember. If it isn't in that bin where heartaches and heartbreaks go, where could it possibly be?
Maybe it went to La La land. Never to return. Erased. Gone.
I should deport my heartaches and heartbreaks to La La land.
And just to let you know La La Land is not a mere figment of my imagination, I took a picture of the door leading to it.
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By ARIEL MURPHY