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?

2 comments:

Svenske Floyd said...

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

blankwall 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.
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