The Saturday Night Ghost Club ...

"The truth is that abandoned dog following you over sea and land, baying from the barren clifftops, never tiring and never quitting, forever pining after you -- and the day will come when that dog is on your porch, scratching insistently at your door, forcing you to claim it once again."  Craig Davidson (The Saturday Night Ghost Club).

I have always spent a great deal of time thinking about lies; truths; and how people tend to bend things in order to make themselves accept or feel better about themselves. Even me. I have memories that are not real but I tend to call them up every so often just to ... in a word, feel. 

We are so complicated as a species. No matter what we think we know about ourselves and others; we really cannot ever know all there is. We cannot begin to even know ourselves; because somethings emotions just come roaring to the surface of long forgotten days. It's just really amazing.

My recent read took me by surprise. I love the Stand By Me type stories of childhood friends who grow into strong, adult bonds. And that's what I thought this book was. But I was wrong. It was so much more. It turned out to be a bit heart wrenching. Emotionally it took me by surprise. And the writing was pretty darn wonderful with just so many skillfully put phrases; some just lost in pure elegance.

So today, as I start to get ready to get back on the road for work; I get to think about how we, as people, are put together mentally. The complexity of how our minds work; and how our souls intertwine within us.