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By ADAM CORMIER
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A man once asked me why I write everything down. “It seems like it takes an awful lot of time and takes up an awful lot of paper,” the man scowled. I looked at Him boldly and without saying a word wrote one word on the napkin that was on the table in front of me: “PRESERVED.”
He looked at me puzzled and questioned, “What do you mean preserved?”
“It is exactly what it means, preserved” I answered back. The man reached across the table, grabbed the napkin I had written on, crumpled it up and threw it back across the table. “How can something be preserved after it has been destroyed,” the man retorted with a sneer on his face.
Again I captured his attention and said, “Only a foolish man would throw away knowledge. It is because he does not have the wisdom or discernment to see that someone has tried to preserve something that could be invaluable to whoever would grab hold of it and apply it to their life. You can not destroy anything that is meant to persist anyway. If something is meant to be, then no one can stop it from happening even if they burn it with fire or throw it in a shredder.”
Not knowing whether or not the man was really following my thought I asked him, “Do you have a will?” The man replied that he had not yet got a chance to write his will but was planning on doing it at some point in his life. I continued, “Why should a person only write down his last requests for material things that will eventually perish anyways. Is the value of what he thinks not of far more value then anything he possesses during his lifetime?”
The man was starting to feel uncomfortable. He would not look at me and was beginning to fidget with his watch. The waiter came to our table and presented the bill to the man. The man looked over at me somewhat embarrassed. “Do you have a pen on you? I only have my credit card.”
I reached over for the bill saying, “This one is on me.”
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...but I was confused about the relationship between the narratorand the man. When you capitalized "Him", I thought at first he was Christ, but then it became clear that he was not. Were they on a date? Sorry, but I didn't really get it.
It's a philosophical sort of writing, with a philosophical title--I'll have to come back later and give this another try.