#when things go missing

[episcenes]

Like a dysfunctional form of love, which to some extent it is, grief has no boundaries.

When Things Go Missing, Kathryn Schulz

[episcenes]

Moreover, [...] death differs from other losses not only in degree but in kind. With objects, loss implies the possibility of recovery; in theory, at least, nearly every missing possession can be restored to its owner. That’s why the defining emotion of losing things isn’t frustration or panic or sadness but, paradoxically, hope. With people, by contrast, loss is not a transitional state but a terminal one. Outside of an afterlife, for those who believe in one, it leaves us with nothing to hope for and nothing to do. Death is loss without the possibility of being found.

When Things Go Missing, Kathryn Schulz

[laurnal]

"When we are experiencing it, loss often feels like an anomaly, a disruption in the usual order of things. In fact, though, it is the usual order of things. Entropy, mortality, extinction: the entire plan of the universe consists of losing, and life amounts to a reverse savings account in which we are eventually robbed of everything. Our dreams and plans and jobs and knees and backs and memories, the childhood friend, the husband of fifty years, the father of forever, the keys to the house, the keys to the car, the keys to the kingdom, the kingdom itself: sooner or later, all of it drifts into the Valley of Lost Things." ... 

"We are here to keep watch, not to keep." http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2017/02/13/when-things-go-missing

[zaithinksoutloud]

What I read - 16th Feb 2017

On Thursday I finished reading an article entitled ‘When Things Go Missing’ from the New Yorker and it was a beautiful read. 

To summarise it, it explored why we lose things on a daily basis and why that frustrates us so much and how that loss compares to the deeper loss of things that can’t ever be found again, such as losing loved ones. In the article, two seasons of loss are explored. The season of losing belongings and the season of losing her father and the differences and similarities and depths that have been explored between them.

I would highly recommend it!

[erimuskae]

A family friend made me a lei (for when I had graduated from RCC) with 4 $5 bills on it and some how it has gone missing. It has gone fucking missing in my own fucking house. Where in the fuck did it go???