There's a reason surgeons learn to wield scalpels. We like to pretend we're hard, cold scientists. We like to pretend we're fearless. But the truth is, we become surgeons because somewhere, deep down, we think we can cut away that which haunts us...
Weakness, frailty...death.
It isn't just surgeons.
The truth is, I don't know anyone who isn't haunted by something...or someone. And whether we try to slice the pain away with a scalpel or shove it in the back of a closet, our efforts usually fail.
So the only way we can clear out the cobwebs is to turn a new page...
Or put an old story to rest...
Finally, finally to rest.
Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.
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