#i stuck with a/s for solace a lot back then........ especially with a certain piece

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sephgeal week day 4 - starlight

he who takes the stars to put them in your eyes

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Heroin/e

Heroin/e by Cheryl Strayed is an excellent piece of literature that explains the hardships and heartbreak that a lady goes through as she deals with the loss of her mother and turn to heroin for solace. She uses a lot of very vivid imagery with her use if descriptive adjectives. This really gives the story a lot more detail and helps the reader to feel immersed inside if the moment (scene). She described a lady that was speaking to her about her mothers organ donation and it really made me feel like I could see her sitting in front of me. She said, “Her name was Janet and she was dressed in a navy-colored shirt with little white fringes on each shoulder, as if she were the captain of something. Her fingernails were long and red and they clicked together when she moved her hands in certain ways.” Me personally I saw a African-American woman maybe in her mid 30’s because of the professionalism and the rhetoric that she went through to tell the writer what’s was going to happen to her mother. It felt kind of emotionless and “to the point”. My favorite part of the reading is when her mother hears a song in the pharmacy waiting room and she just begins to sing the lyrics even though they cant be heard. “Paper roses, paper roses, oh they’re only paper roses to me,” she sang. Being a musician I know that this is something I would do, turn to music in a moment of pain, suffering, worry, or grief. The mom then says, “I used to listen to that song when I was young. It’s funny to think of that. To think about listening to the same song now. I would’ve never known.” This really stuck with me because it is very true. You will never know when a certain song that you hear at any point in your life time will show up when things are tough. Especially when you are so close to dying what song will be playing? While you are on your deathbed, what will be the last thing that you hear and what will be the lasting memories that you will remember in your last moments because of that song? Do you hate it? Was it a song that you never really enjoyed? Or was ot a song that you had on repeat constantly day and night and had good times with? Would I think now listening to possibly “Bodak Yellow” by Cardi B would be that last song that I ever hear? And to think in a more dark sense, think that you a hear a song for the first time and it becomes your favorite track. How differently would you see that song if someone told you that this song would be the song that would play on your deathbed? I am not completely sure if I would feel more attached or detached from the song. Anyways, back to the story. Strayed helps bring these sort of philosophical thoughts with her story of addiction. She doesn’t really say it but you can tell how she compares her heroin addiction to her mothers pain in a very parallel manner.