A helpful note for "your other history"

 Last night I wrote a slice-of-life fiction piece, your other history, that cannot be appreciated fully without incorporating the sounds contained therein. If you have heard Martucci's first piano concerto, listened to the sound of an old man's labored breathing as he is "out of it in his chair," and are familiar with the sounds of a computer update, the spin cycle on a washer...then you will be able to imagine more clearly the cacophony, the jumbled discordant symphony of life's sounds in a moment in time.

While sound is a powerful mnemonic link, smell is even more so. It is, scientifically, the most memorable scent. So, I threw in the old man's attachment to his "love," the woman he has lost, to add to the mixture of emotions encapsulated in that time frame.

I encourage you to listen to a rendition of G. Martucci's Paino Concert # 1, and at the same time, read "your other history" and feel what i felt when i wrote the piece...the crescendos...while the old man's functions faded...and, like the computer that suddenly goes into sleep mode, the sound dies within the room, and another steps in, and the old man slips into the eternal.