The digital age is just too much.
With every second recorded...
It used to be that you'd just have to come to peace with revisiting your memory.
But now videos make her live over and over again in a little box.
And each time the clips end, I suffer her death like it's August Fifth.
At least my memory can keep going...
...or be blurry enough to lack a beginning or an end.
Of course Ali's favorite things included archiving everything. And even higher on the scale was revisiting old photos and remembering the stories.
But shouldn't we just allow ourselves to be there at the time of...
...and in some other moment now?
In blog-news, Colin and I completed the Experienced Rider's Course this weekend, I saw their new house for the first time, and I lost a 400 dollar phone off the back of the trailer, and it reiterated the thoughts above, but with an "Okay, I admit my dependence on my phone for flashlight capabilities, alarm capabilities, web capabilities, email capabilities, GPS capabilities, text, phone capabilities of course, calendar, video camera, camera capabilities."
Just delete capabilities with new necessities or bad habits. Or just flat-out my reliance upon.
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