There is a band of sunlight washing the grass across the street from my window. The world is smaller from here; manageable. But when I am confronted with open expanses of sky and cloud, my thoughts can be overwhelmed at how surreal being alive seems sometimes. Every once in a while the world will appear to me as if I have never seen it before, as if I am discovering it for the first time. Wow. What made this? How did this come into being? It’s so beautiful; it’s so magnificent, and so terrible. I am convinced that mankind built homes to live in because the sky was just too overwhelming to look at all the time. It dwarfs us so. Indoors we feel more powerful, more contained and relatively larger. Last night the sun set in a completely different place, and the colder weather I’ve been waiting for has finally arrived. Last night I killed a spider by flushing it down the toilet and felt like a murderer.
My cousin Johanna is going to have a baby. How exciting. I was beginning to believe that there would never be any new people born that were even remotely related to me. She’s expecting at the end of January. Congratulations! I can see a very spoiled child on the horizon.
Willi is on vacation. My work interferes with his life, but I know he is in good hands with my mother, even though I have the feeling he is getting dreadfully spoiled sometimes. Whenever he comes back from her house he’s terribly bossy with me. But I think he’s enjoying the change of scenery.
Yvette and I went out for a celebratory dinner last night. She has lost over 50 pounds and is well on her way to reaching her goal. Yesterday’s milestone was to get under 200. It’s important to stop and celebrate each others victories. I don’t think we do that enough. This morning I stepped on the scale and was 169 pounds. I haven’t seen that weight in a long time…say 8 years, so I was a bit confused by the whole thing. I stepped on the scale twice just to make sure that it was right. Cut the carbs I say.
I am missing you
Like yesterday and the day before that
Somehow, somewhere
We will be together again even if
Just for a moment
In the sky
In my mind
Jann Arden’s latest journal entry was particularly good. The stuff about falling snow flakes…well you can read it for yourself, just click your shoes together three times and repeat, “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home.” And don’t forget to click the link that will take you right to her site.
Reading Jann Arden’s web journal is an essential thing. Can’t wait for her book to arrive in the stores.
So the day begins well…
Posted by thatmark at October 8, 2002 07:59 AM
