The Unforgiving Minute
I have known more men destroyed by the desire to have wife and child and to keep them in comfort than I have seen destroyed by drink and harlots.
William Butler Yeats

Saturday, November 24, 2007


For a very long time I wouldn’t (couldn’t?) listen to this song. Not just because it triggered memories the way songs often do, but because I’d actually lived it, in room 902 of that old hotel. And what followed was something I’d usually prefer not to dwell upon.

But I just got some very disturbing news and now I can’t help but brood over it, second-guessing myself.

There are things you can fix and things no one can fix.

I’m afraid I’ll be attending a funeral soon.

posted by TD at 5:40 am  

4 Comments »

  1. Linky gone all sleepy-time.

    So give us a clue, mmmkay?

    Comment by Timmeeee — November 25, 2007 @ 4:07 pm

  2. Strange, it’s working fine here. The video is Leonard Cohen’s “Chelsea Hotel #2.”

    Comment by TD — November 26, 2007 @ 2:56 am

  3. Sorrowful loss and things unfixed. The subject of more heartbreak and regret than volumes of books can hold.

    Best of luck on the recovery.

    Dan Patterson

    Comment by Dan Patterson — November 26, 2007 @ 9:38 am

  4. If this means what I think it does, I’m sorry.

    Comment by M — November 27, 2007 @ 12:11 am

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