The heart is the culprit!
30 05 2008I just returned from the cardiologist. Apparently, one of my valves has trouble opening completely. Nothing serious, but is this why I often leap to that space between two heartbeats and linger there? It’s how I choose to suspend time, distill the moment, condense the infinity of the present. One day, it will be within that space that I cross to the other side, that eternity between two familiar heartbeats.
When I lied silent on the table, the doctor said to me, “don’t move.” I still tilted my head to watch the tiny machine output my cardiogram, so intrigued was I by its ability to captures the heart’s most minute movements, in curves and hieroglyphs - the secret codes of my heart’s crimes.
The 29th is my 4th wedding anniversary. We went to a tiny restaurant along the canal for dinner. The cold war was declared over, all grievances forgotten. It was very romantic, maybe the most romantic ever. I’m never sure if we are lovers desperately trying to be best friends or best friends desperately trying to be lovers, maybe all of those things and everything in between. 8 years is a long time to be together and unsure. Now we are friends again.
The heart has its own reasons that the reason cannot comprehend…
Currently re-reading :

Symposium
By Plato
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