The week between, as at the top of a roller coaster rise, when we become weightless. The direction changes, an acceleration that feels like hesitation and motionlessness.
My usual day off, I'd been wrangled into accepting the shift, then called off it again when only two rooms were scheduled. Slept, no dreams of moving, although up with the cat at 0300. Slow moving, rose around 8, cat fast asleep on the stool by the heater. Eventually shifted enough to get out and shovel.
Back, hips, knee, thumb, complaining at me for the strange work, and lack of usual standing and walking around movement. Never did check what next week would look like, if we were open Monday or not. I think we are, but I'm not sure. Don't mind, either way.
Grey day, cold, persistent snow, not accumulating much. Feel like I want something, but without a clear idea what. Nothing, a place to go I suppose. Lethargy drifting in.
Perhaps I need to redefine, set myself a writing project, construct a template. Give the formlessness an armature. Give my vague thoughts something to stick on.
5 comments:
full moon tomorrow.
sit and watch its beauty, if you can.
gz,
There should be enough clearing by Friday evening to see the moon. I will make sure to gaze.
G-bot, at a curling bobspiel.
Wife - out shopping with a friend.
C-ling and V-8, at my mother-in-law's.
Me, at home, watching the snow fall, with a nap on the schedule. It is accumulating here and is more than persistent, it is howling.
Phil,
Driving this morning involved a lot of slippery roads. Nothing howling, though. And this brush of snow is over, or mostly so.
The moon is a beauty tonight. Hope you get to see it.
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