A Quote by Robert Olen Butler on scares, forgetting, and frightens
Look at the man, I thought. He remembered his car, but he can't remember his granddaughter... Perhaps he, too, moved through his life as distracted as me. Perhaps only after he forgot his granddaughter did he remember his Hotchkiss... Something deep inside him was sorting out his life as it was about to end. And that is what frightens me the most. I'm afraid that deep down I am built on a much smaller scale than the surface of my mind aspires to. When something finally comes back to me with real force, perhaps it will be a luxury car hanging on a crane or the freshly painted wall of a new dry-cleaning store or the faint buzz of the alarm clock beside my bed. Deep down, secretly, I may be prepared to betray all that I think I love the most.
Contributed by: Katie