tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106514444121417610.post7558553235535355449..comments2023-11-05T02:26:59.803-05:00Comments on october in the chair: After Life.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02031681667059089646noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106514444121417610.post-32637031961715848922012-10-30T01:02:38.310-04:002012-10-30T01:02:38.310-04:00I have changed my mind: I would be a small child, ...I have changed my mind: I would be a small child, picking weeds with my grandpa, at his house in Baker City, Oregon: 1940 Colorado. That is how I would like to remember life best.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02031681667059089646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106514444121417610.post-65036392439655397492012-07-18T12:43:00.331-04:002012-07-18T12:43:00.331-04:00this idea is too much for me to process...i think ...this idea is too much for me to process...i think i would probably choose a moment from my honeymoon, but just the thought of having to choose makes me feel panicked because i wish so much that i can live long enough to build up even more wonderful memories. <br /><br />i loved hearing about your favorite moments.kaci + tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15870309594341888633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106514444121417610.post-57235128982721556672012-07-18T10:21:33.563-04:002012-07-18T10:21:33.563-04:00your movie review is amazing, i love the japanese ...your movie review is amazing, i love the japanese film aesthetic, and i'm going to request after life from the local library today.<br /><br />i'm still in the midst of some crises and can't dwell on past memories too much lest i dissolve into overwhelm. can the ever-changing present moment -- surviving it -- count?eunicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01174427048785437332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9106514444121417610.post-56955786388033692552012-07-18T01:46:15.643-04:002012-07-18T01:46:15.643-04:00This sounds like a film Derik and I would love to ...This sounds like a film Derik and I would love to watch together. He especially loves Japanese movies. <br /><br />I don't know what memory I would choose. I think it would either be spending time in Palm Springs with my cousins when I was a little girl, or a sort of transcendent experience I had when I was walking through the Tuileries in Paris. I think the second one is memorable to me because it grew out of a particularly painful emotional time. I suspect that the first one is dear to me just because it's so far in the past and I've idealized it now. <br /><br />Isn't memory fascinating?IngridLolahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16079137600900264656noreply@blogger.com