Meander a Moment and Muse About Life
An excerpt from Contemporary Author Donna Thompson’s newest full-length work in progress:
The Concentric Circles
“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow,” said Albert Einstein.
Accept the past, manage the present and work hard towards the future, #inspiration.
Overseas or unemployment, it’s a no brainer. Thursday, I am still indisputably Elena Lambert. 2C or not 2C is the apartment door of it all, upon my return from the Asian continent. I am stationed at my computer wearing the latest style of face, Eleanor Rigbyish, “All the Lonely People,” but with quite a few contemporary upgrades. I have successfully avoided a rhinoplasty for the horn that is my nose. The jar, for the visage, has been replaced by a cloud as I upgrade my portrait pics across the range of social media from the grinning selfies in my photo stream. Yesterday, the Face had been carefully raised, without the use of botox but with a revitalizing facial waxing, a kind of thorough vacuuming of the porous surface that has left a healthy hairless sheen to my skin, despite a sleepless night.
“Elena” feels authentic to me despite the long list of words and identities, Helens, Elainas, Eleanor, Eleva, Els, Aliena, Es, and even a few Alans that cling to it. These names, though beautiful in themselves, constitute the trail of cracked or morphed misnomers of the naming journey that I have experienced from birth. Despite this, my assigned letters E-l-e-n-a are firmly affixed to me like a label on the inside of a stylish new jacket. I give thanks to the data base, a birth certificate, and a perfect stranger for this name. This measure awards stability to an eroding sense of self, mine.
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Be sure to catch Donna reading from her first release The Glitch Factory at On The Bean in Aurora on April 26th, starting at 3pm.