Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Drift

I want the days to drift. I was glad that I drove up here, last night. I could have spent these next days at home, on my own. I was feeling alone, already, as the day shifted yesterday afternoon. The first day? My tiny piece of earth, in view from the couch. Somehow it felt nothing but depressing, strangely. It never really felt that way, usually. Perhaps, it is the time of year; families and togetherness seeps into your psyche, almost unnoticed. Maybe? Who knows?


The country is so much nicer, in the heat. It is good honest heat, like a long, hot summer’s day should be…and at night, it is cool. It’s not repressed, contained, bitter heat, like the city.


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