Sunday, September 11, 2005

life on the tenth floor





I just lost this whole big post I wrote. How terribly depressing. I was finally satisfied with it and was adding the last photo. I still want to go for a swim in the pool since its the last day. I watched ' eternal sunshine of the spotless mind last night' then dreamt of travelling in a van across maps, guided along our route by zoe's boyfriends and sinkholes into alternate dimensions of the same reality. Woke up to sunlight on the green monster couch and a plan for the park. Thinking of finding the perfect couch and chair. I have decided not to think about ' my life in Vancouver' for 3 or 4 days since I tried that and it set off infinite bombs of possibilities in my already exhausted equilibrium. Therefore not going to see anyone, or do anything I don't feel like doing. The last month travelling was both fantastic and awful - full of excitement for this new time, and melancholy for the passing of the old. and so intense there was only time for reflection in the murky nights of borrowed rooms. I am going to post a few photos going backwards. First the drive home through the rocky mountains. Beautiful flying across landscapes, carried on the soundscapes of bob dylan, the beta band, neil young, parliment, modest mouse, bjork, UA, big brother and the holding company, more more - the names lost in blurred grasses and distances disappearing. green chalky water next to us when we stopped to eat our tuna sandwiches and red licorice. that color Im keeping in my mouth in a small pocket - its a good place to keep memories that haven't developed fully yet. Scenes that were too light, that floated through reality like seeds in my whirlwind. they're falling slowly and delicately now, let it happen, let it happen..

2 comments:

Kimiko said...

I am happy to see your new post. You look happy in the photo by the river(lake? )

Yugao said...

I love your photos and Murakami Haruki.

Have you read "Kafka on the shore"?