SOMETHING

HIGHLY

SPECIALIZED


A Creative Commentary

By

David A. Archer
02/15/1968


08/2006



I have a piece of string.

It is just a plain, old piece of string.

I don’t tie it around my finger.

I don’t use it to secure my hair.

I don’t even remember where I got it.

I used it for some time – well over a year – to fasten my toiletries bag to my backpack. Toiletries that, admittedly I hardly ever used.

I removed that small and worn bag today – as well as the string, but I think I will keep the string around for something else.

It never broke once.

I can’t help wonder just what I will use the string for, again?

It is just a plain ol’ piece of string, you know?

Like a tool you never appreciate – something highly specialized – until of course, you need it.

Yeah, I think I will keep my highly specialized, plain ol’ piece of string around for awhile. Even though it doesn’t seem to hold any outwardly redeemable qualities – beyond those topically discernable about string, that is.

But all the same, it is probably the worlds only acknowledged piece of plain ol’, highly specialized string right now – and that has got to hold some sort of value…

...beyond the fact that I can use it again for something as useless as fastening toiletries I don’t use, to luggage I pack on my back.