Double Dichotomy

Strange are the ways of life!
One incident I wish to forget desperately, but can't erase it from my mind. Infiltrates my mind and I have no defence, no internal security. It keeps things away from normal.

And another of a more general nature, which I strongly wish I don't forget, lest things get back to normal

These two incidents define very much the daily proceedings now, both burning in me a fire. A fire which needs direction. A fire which has to be made use of; an energy that cannot be let wasted.