iMID

I'm just like you; I tend to forget whatever there is in between the beginning and the end of whatever there is. Just like you, I focus on the first and last words in a book, sounds in a song, images in a movie. And just like everybody else, I'm very much convinced that the position does matter, whether you pick or you get picked and regardless of the kind of position taken into consideration. People plan, order and sequence; they make lists of their mosts and favs. Why would they if it didn't matter who won the race and who trudged or straggled? No one remembers those who come in second, third and last but one. No wonder. It's so natural, after all. But isn't Nature the cruellest Mother of all? Unlike you and Her, I'm struggling to appreciate the filling and feeling of being stranded in the invariably sore spot; in the middle there.