I walked out of the house last night and heard a branch snap and was like, “I hear a moose! Where’s the moose? Are we going to get trompled?” And I looked all around and didn’t see one, so I thought, “Well, maybe I was hearing things,” and we went down the walkway and across the driveway, eating a neighbor’s tree, was a moose. I felt vindicated. :) I actually used the treadmill this morning! And while I was examining the tv to figure out how to use it, I…
slow words
Slow words today, 1300 of them or so. End of the book is in sight. Yay. :) Two chapters more, I think, and an epilogue. Of sorts, anyway. Went and got triple A batteries and the TV/DVD player’s remote now works, so I have absolutely no excuse at all for not walking. I don’t have a distance set that I’m supposed to walk, just…however far I walk during an episode of Highlander. I like reading the Watcher notes (although on a 13 inch screen, they may be too small to…
Rabbit Hole
The world didn’t end until the third mirage. By that time I was going like a bat out of hell, hot wind and sand burning my eyes til I could barely see. Stole my breath away about a hundred miles back, but who needs to breathe when you can fly? I hit the edge of the world at a million miles an hour, and let the bike go. Watched it tumble tumble tumble, wheels over teakettle, down a rabbit hole big as the sky. And I began to fall after…
Rabbit Hole
I met a boy while I was running down the stairs, but when I stopped to talk to him, he grew golden wings of wax and flew away toward the cold bright sun. I watched until I couldn’t see him anymore, and he never fell, so maybe he was more than angel and less than a boy, or something that’s the next best thing. There’s desert all around, and there’s frost upon the trees. The road in front of me is shimmering in the heat, and I’m not sure it…
Rabbit Hole
I woke up this morning with the itch to be going somewhere fast. The kind of need that propels you out of bed, makes you do fifty situps before you’ve even gotten dressed. What, you’ve never had that itch? Huffing out breath and watching the stars glimmer though a crystalline ceiling? Can’t bother to shower because the morning might be over by the time you hit the stairs to get out of the house? The feeling that life is so big that you have to hit it at a dead…