01 March 2009

February 28th, 2009

Written by Iris Watts Hirideyo ( Contact the author of this post )
Published on March 1st, 2009 @ 10:08:20 pm, using 369 words, 126 views
Categories: Iris' Journal

Cramps, a notebook, coffee and Milk. Cramps as in monthly. Notebook as in one of three recently bought gray Cicero (10 spirals down the left side), coffee as in espresso with cream, Milk as in the movie. Take away the cramps and I’d be a happy camper.

Gray notebooks

Of course there was D. at work this morning. Always a wrong note to start on no matter how many times you’ve been through it and how many times it proves to be less unpleasant than you fear. Guy Pearce as Leonard Shelby in MementoBut you fear it again and again, like an experience you’re quite incapable of either fully digesting or retaining for future reference. Memento comes to mind - as movies always do. There’s no significant absorption of what goes on as though you were just a tad on the drunk side, as though your mind were scattered just enough to leave you out of the loop, as though you had some of Leonard Shelby’s condition in you. And so the stress repeats itself without fail. And a chunk of gratitude is always set aside for whoever provides a heads-up. Thank you, M.

Such was my last Saturday in February. Chronologically, this is how it went: a duly appreciated heads-up. Observation. A valiant morning show of forced vigor, stomping, snapping and improvisation, followed by an afternoon of bonding for me and relief - the two of us at the center of an aluminum-foil-wrapped city roasting in a 400º oven.

Relief alone makes for lovely afternoons of rejoicing if nothing else then for the chance to not have to do any one thing or be any one place. Rejoicing at being able to simply roam around and observe - even under such blazing uncomfortable heat.

The accidental clean slate that’s been wiped on my behalf seems to have finally acquired its weightiest significance and set it in stone. I hold it no longer as a liquid thought but as a solid truth and a motto: ‘A clean slate, a second chance.’

So here I am. Cramps, notebook, coffee and Milk. Coping, writing, sipping and waiting to watch.

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