She was in a state of suspended animation.
She had lost all volition and could not intentionally move left or right or forward. She felt at times as though she was falling backward, but she wasn’t. She was simply stuck, upright, smiling or crying, seeming to interact with others, seeming to function in the world, but this was an illusion. She had no agency.
The Land of Cotton
Sounds so beautiful
Like Heaven is supposed to be
Cotton like cloud like like Heaven
But having been in an aeroplane,
I know that there’s no Heaven up there
Above those clouds
And between those clods
the cotton plants push
and aim their fluffy faces
at those clouds
Just look at these pictures of a few twitter tweets. (Mara Wilson, the first tweeter, is the actress who played “Matilda” in the film of the same name)
This entry, however, is not about Mara or Matilda, but about my youngest daughter and how she stood up for me. Right or wrong is not in consideration here—I was just flabbergasted in a wonderful way by her impulse. ♥♥♥♥