Tuesday, October 27, 2009

last thursday i had the day off unexpectedly so i decided to ride my bike to a lake just outside the city.
i rode fast and listened to camera obscura.
i got lost only once.

and when i got there i sat on the dock and ate a sandwich.
i embraced nature, listened close.
and found that all i could hear were cars.

because this lake is not actually outside the city, it's actually better to say that it's inside the city...
a barrier of trees is the only thing that separates the lake from the highway, and it must create some sort of amphitheater because the sounds of the city were much more dominant out there in the middle of the lake than they are when you're in the thick of the concrete.

it was kind of amazing.

there were also ducks. and a father on a playdate with his sons.
and the trees had just turned red.
and i was happy to be there despite all the noise.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

i was walking down main street today on my way to work when a terrible sound burst out over and over and over... i looked around and noticed that bread garden was dressed up all halloween like and i figured that they must have one of those halloween noise makers rigged up to their front door.
how awful for the workers, i thought...
except just then, i saw where the noise was actually coming from.
a 5 year old boy was waiting for the bus with his mother and he was screaming bloody murder at the most perfect intervals...
man.

Friday, October 16, 2009

i asked my friend to text me something pretty and this is what he sent:

child
your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing
i want to fill it with color and ducks,
the zoo of the new

whose names you mediate-
april snowdrop,
indian pipe
little

stalk without wrinkle
pool in which images
should be grand and classical

not this troublous
wringing of hands
this dark
ceiling without a star

--slyvia plath

Thursday, October 15, 2009

dream text 4:59 am

i just dreamt that we took a helicopter ride and then climbed a ladder in the city. when we got to the top we were covered in brown sugar. you were wearing a grey and purple jacket and i could feel it. then we watched tv and i saw a commercial for a house and i decided that all i really wanted was a wood stove.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

fall

the other day i was riding my bike down tenth avenue, admiring the light on the pavement and the the mustard and marigold leaves, when a rogue chestnut flew past my head and smashed to the ground not two feet in front of me. i thought "wow! that chestnut almost hit me!"

and maybe that's what i need right now. a chestnut to the head to wake me up and knock me into shape.

maybe if you get a concussion when you already feel like you have a concussion it has the opposite affect and instead of feeling fuzzy and tired you feel clear and alert.

i kept on riding my bike. tenth avenue is a lovely bike route in the fall so long as you're on the lookout for falling chestnuts. although by the amount of smushed chestnuts covering the road it would appear that chestnut season is almost over.

by the time i got to kingsway i had stopped thinking about chestnuts and was instead fixated on the bright yellow dog taxi rounding the corner ahead of me.