Monday, 19 April 2010

Daisy, Daisy...

...give me your answer, do.

What has happened? I think I recall. I made bread, washed clothes, watered the mint and the tomato plants, devoured the last of my book in the sunshine with my cat, plumped the cushions. I went on a bike ride and gave my limbs that giddy weakness. I got crotchety for the first time all month and it was because I had to go away from home. My mama bought me things, and like always, she tried to give me everything she has.
I came back to the city with hats and herbs, and found Heart-Sick Groans to join the endless songs already singing in my head.
I spent today with a numb face and rubber lips and aching teeth and a mouth of metal. I spent it talking to strangers in a strange room about the university's plan for a social responsibility and sustainability website, and thought of my own little corner of the internet where I can write whatever I like. I now wear my boots inside the house all the time, where are my manners?


Svenske Floyd said...

Obviously you are not well. Not so easy to keep up manners then. Just relax and take care of yourself!

Anonymous said...

How are you? Doing ok, I hope. It's been a while since you've written and this last post seems written in a minor key. Perhaps you concentrating on yourself, which is very good advice. In any case, my thoughts are with you.