2006-07-11
soak in the sky
I'm engrossed in my book * when i hear footsteps in the grass, the soft swishing of the blades as feet move across.
I look up and there's Jan standing in front of me, donning his daily newsboy cap and holding Robby by the leash with his right hand, as always.
"And how are you today, besides brilliant and beautiful?"
It's a great question.
I love biking. I like going down the alleys, close to parts of houses that aren't readily available. You get to see the backyards, and the sloppy garages, the parts of houses that can be a special and comforting reminder that people live just like you do.
I like the smells, too. I can whiff the familiar cotton of laundry detergent. There's the scent of some engine or oil/car thing that I can't describe because I'm a girl, a slight barbeque smell, and even the smell of dog.
I haven't been liking dogs as much lately. It feels kind of unsettling because I've always been such a fan. But I'm discovering that cats are really okay, in this weird way.
*The book is pretty cool. It's this really awesome form of prose that I don't think I could ever pull off. It's enjoyable to read, and I get so engrossed in it. Like sure, I'm the girl laying there in the park on the blanket in a skirt, reading and sporadically munching on pistacios. But I'm also the main character. I'm in his mind and I'm experiencing the most fucked up, drug-laden life I could ever imagine. We're talking conscious root canal here. It's pretty insane, and there I am for it.
You know, I haven't been actually sad recently. The most saddening thing I can probably conjure at this point is this. Bummer.
July is SUCH a cool month. I wanna delve in it some more. String some beads. Think Catlin. Feel this song. Touch nature with your fingertips. Grin at grinnable things.
July, July;
I'll Soak in the Sky.
leesah-likes at 11:36 p.m.