Membering

It was hurting. Couldn't wait until I go home and pamper it, treat it like a helpless baby. It had a resonating pain in my ears so the story he was telling me was very vague. May be it is vague now that I am trying to re-member. I remember his hair well though. He knows I like his jumbled hair. I asked him once, long time ago, how do you make your hair like that? He said he goes to the salon everyday, the natural employers at the salon are wind, sun, rain, and snow. That stuck in my mind, so that even when he is re-incarnating a story of his, all I look at is the hairdo. What direction was the wind blowing? Was it sunny today? Can I look at his hair at the end of the day and tell the story of how his day was? Is his hair a mirror of his outside world? How come the wind doesn't make my hair that tantalizing? How can I internalize his hot gray hair follicles without eating his hair, so I re-member them forever? WHAT? He goes, are you listening? I say yeah, carry on please, I was looking at your hair. He goes, I especially didn't comb it for you. Back to the story, re-membering it as if it's a human being waiting to be introduced to other fellow members. His story was actually about a human being, about him, so re-membering isn't too far impersonal in this case. He was wild and crazy when he was young so he went through the same pain, but much worse. He went all the way on top of the cliff and fell. I was way lucky now that I was introduced to his painful re-membrance, but that didn't take away from my pain. First hand pains are always more enjoyable, because they are easier to re-member later on. I don't need to scratch my head to re-member what he went through. Mine would just come naturally now. Natural organic re-membrance encarved in my mind, no, not my body because pain instills no body memory after healing. I will always re-member even if I don't re-incarnate the story alive for you.