| | I'm currently in that weird non-time non-space in which one is mired after a jaunt of too much travel in too little time. 1,400 miles in two days of travel and everything hurts --my knees, my eyes, the bridge of my nose. I'm tired in that floaty, hyperactive sort of way, too, and I know that some good hard sleep would cure it if I could just get there.
But I can't stop thinking -- I can never stop thinking -- and the sky is such a pretty fade-to-black blue, and I forgot that way out here you can actually see the stars. My window is open and there are small animals and insects still awake to keep me company.
I saw a dead deer on the way home with her head bashed in. I saw a tiny fuzzy bumblebee up close and ducks hanging by their feet in Thai delis and the sky turn into one huge rainbow when the sun set.
I'm okay with the fact that this blog post isn't going anywhere. Because neither, in an okay sort of way, are we.
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| | Posted 5/18/2009 11:19 PM - 12 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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