In seven years all the cells in the human body will have replaced themselves. At least, that’s how the story goes. The same isn’t true for the law of diminishing returns & more’s the pity: axons stretch like taffy but won’t break and it stains like tannin on ceramic.
There is no graceful exception handling or restart in safe mode; no defibrillator pads to depolarise the critical mass of the heart and CLEAR! re-establish normal sinus rhythm.
In a grotesque airport scene passengers witness the unsteady gait of one appearing to walk on stiletto heels for the first time or for the first time in a long time but by an unknown eldritch force recognise the out of the ordinary: it is an innate response, the thylacine eye for the weakest amongst a court of wallabies.
Doppler affected frequencies pull eyes from the flight status board, from expectations and imagined consummations. A quiet shudder passes from those arraigned, one to be felt more keenly by the next of kin and associated support mechanisms.
Prayers now that this can become a column headed Lessons Learned: gastric bypass, movement, a quiet life, and nothing more.
Written on Tuesday, 22 November 2011