Fifteen years...

It is hard to believe I can remember what I did a month ago...oh wait, I just remembered I went to Ed & Marypat's solstice party.  Anyway, I do remember things of the past, and January 19th is a pretty vivid day in my memory, though I was anesthetized for the whole morning. It was a Thursday.  I should have been studying for my Fall final exams my senior year of high school.  I was undergoing a diagnostic surgery instead, and the afternoon left me feeling rather awful as my belly processed all the gas used to inflate my abdomen for the cameras.  It is strange to think how that one day illuminated my reality, one that was incongruous to the the future I had already imagined in my head.  Something about this day always catches me off guard, though I am keenly aware of it creeping up.  Inevitably I cry a little, feel blue, and then move on.  Oh, January 19th...you've done it again.