Friday, April 24, 2015

Meatloaf



Boyfriend: I'm making meatloaf.
Me: I don't like meatloaf.
Boyfriend: I'll also make an aioli. 
Me: I don't like mayo.
Boyfriend places a plate in front of me with a thick slice of meatloaf studded with pine nuts, dried apricots, chopped olives and vegetables; it's drizzled in a home made, warm, spicy aioli. I taste a little piece, then another, then devour it. 
Boyfriend. Girlfriend expert.

Monday, April 20, 2015

Anticipation


Despite the importance of living in the present I adore anticipation.
Boyfriend just pointed out the correlation between anticipation and anxiety, both related to too much future.

Boyfriend = closet linguist.

Empty bus



While I often wish for a vacant seat, a completely empty bus gives me the sense of having missed the worldwide notification about the apocalypse.

Beauty




It mystifies me that we can remove flight and flutter, movement and magic - even life force - and still be left holding this much beauty.

Something wonderful


Woman on bus: is this the 12?
Me: yes.
Her: are you sure?
Me: yes.
Her: but we are not going where we are supposed to!
Me: this is where we turn right.
Her: No! Look! We're nowhere near Folsom!
Me: It will be OK.
The bus has indeed diverted from its route. A year ago my reaction would have been like hers. Now I yawn and go back to my article.

Something wonderful is happening to me.

Friday, April 17, 2015

Be careful


I try to stop I don't want to say it but I can't help myself I tell my brother be careful be careful and he looks exasperated do you think I want to get hurt that if you say nothing I won't be I love you I blurt what it really means is I love you and now I've made him even more uncomfortable 
Neither of us know what to do with me

Friday, April 10, 2015

Nordic Oracle


Boyfriend and I were at Burning Man and a guy walked up and asked if we'd be a Nordic Oracle. He guided us inside a tent where we hid behind a mask people consulted.
Person 1: Nordic Oracle, why did I come to Burning Man?
Me: To reclaim wonder.
Person 2: Should I leave everything and go to NY to become an artist?
Boyfriend: You can become an artist anywhere.
Person 3: Will Joe be happy without me?
Me: before, during and after you Joe's happiness related only to Joe.
So yes. There was a time Boyfriend and I, coated in dust, roamed the desert channeling a Nordic Oracle.