Acute sensations, something
ordinarily memorable about today.
Waking up slowly to the
door opening, movement above. Jody kneeling down, moving under the
covers alongside. Cold wet,
raindrops on the sweater make me shiver. Crying shaking, speaking, she intended to visit not
break down. Holding and reassuring, absorbing till we
balance. What hurts about doing this.
Relieving the anguish
transfers the burden not dissapates it, taken internal for now. A
birthday present for her, green dark green light striped wrapping paper, on the
couch. Better, off now for the rest of her day. Submerged,
winter bath in cast iron on claws eases things, feel brighter again.
Home after
work, simple
warm lunch. Dishes washed. Relentless
rain outside, bundling up
mutes but does not isolate me from it. Riding my bike, last night painted
baby blue with
white trim, fits of random productivity are
frequent. Wet dripping into the coffee house, the warm usual deep green gold
velour in the corner. This spot, reading courts a pleasant
drowsiness. Waking up to changed
scenery among the
tables and
chairs, a couple more pages and on the way out.
Pretty girl, oddly familiar asks if the
nap was nice, of course thank you. Gentle connections and caring, suprisingly clear and good, smiling through the dark street
downpour back to work.