Sunday, January 30, 2011

I’m really unsettled.
I remember all my scars. Every single one. For a long time, I kept track of them in a notebook. Location, quantity. Now I keep records by memory.
Anyways, my right thigh is the most scarred place on my body. I was looking at it today and realized there’s a diagonal scar in a ‘blank’ space I was saving for a tattoo that has a lot of importance to me [I’ll explain it later]. But I stared at it for a really long time. I just looked at my leg a few days ago. All my scars were in the right places. This spot was scar and cut free.
Now, suddenly, today I have a scar. There was never a cut there. Just a sudden scar. It’s bright pink, freshly scarred, and shiny. It’s not a scratch or mark. It’s a scar that just randomly fucking appeared.
I sound insane. A healed scar doesn’t just appear where there was never a cut, but I’m convinced that’s what’s happened. I would never have cut this spot. I was saving it for something important.
I don’t understand why it’s there. I keep looking at my leg and the first thing I see is that scar. It looks so foreign on my skin. All my other scars belong there and this one is just a blinking neon light.

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