sunny fall days that mean i can leave the front door open and let the crisp, clean air liven up the house a bit. wool socks fitting snug-ly in my worn in moccasins. riding my bike down lake street late at night when no cars are around and the road is mine. wine and candles and cheese and chocolate. smoking a cigarette in the brisk night, pretending i'm sitting on my roof in a much more simple time in my life. traveling on my own; walking through the airport without knowing a single person and yet being surrounded by hundreds of people all smiling and hugging and crying and fiddling with luggage and chasing their children and waiting impatiently in lines, lines and more lines. feeling the scaly, wet legs of my turtle fit perfectly around my hand as i lift redford from his bath. morning yoga with my kenyan chai tea at daybreak, knowing i have the whole day ahead of me. warm baths before bed. cruising past other bikers on my commute to work. purple mums. long walks around my neighborhood that make me feel independent and free.
things i dislike...
getting rained on while biking to work and then working an 8hour shift in damp jeans and soggy shoes. sticky countertops. answering my cell phone, making a call on my cell phone, or really- just talking on my phone. cars that speed past me on my bike only to be stopped at a red light, where they've pulled so close to the curb i can no longer squeeze through to make it to the intersection. emptying redford's food dish to discover a thousand small mites milling around under the lettuce and tofu. interacting with my boss. an empty refrigerator. disappointing my parents. loan collectors. when guys at work offer to help me lift a case of eggs. feeling small and insignificant because my life isn't as "cool" as the people around me.
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