Everything that day was going over clods of earth. Just a day. Viciously July-ish. First, in the morning, I almost used shaving gel to wash my hair, then I tangled that leg of mine in my undies and notched the soil, I mean the floor. On my way out, I tripped over my own feet and made sure to score a huge bruise on my knee and became a spectacle for pedestrians. Then, at work, I wrecked my favourite cup, the one with frogs. While I was bellyaching over the loss of my precious cup (and the chamomile-honey-lemon tea) like it was a diamond ring, a friend of mine was chuckling and howling, until I burned the kettle. Impossible, I know, but it's enough if You don't pour water in it. As I tried to reach for juice in the refrigerator I crashed my head on the corner of the door.
Bud-The Rescuer- called me a patent idiot, and by force installed me in front of my compute reminding me not to move, or touch glass dishes, knives or anything that would be harmful to the environment or to me. He didn't economize on the irony, but I didn't dare to send him the notice of opposition. Day like that and I doubted the world, people, and mostly- myself. Where was the Gemini's luck I was born with? Remarkable gift to transform failure into success?
What is happiness? "When You win the Mega Million you will know what happiness is" I thought. But then sat down and thought about it. When was the last time I felt truly happy? Laughing. Bubble bath. A glass of an excellent wine. A movie, that caught my heart. A book, good enough to keep me up all night. Simple glance. Favourite ice cream. Pants that fit just right. Flowers for no reason. Words: I love You. Holding hands. Lazy Sunday afternoon on a couch. Arms that surround me and make me feel safe. Kind words, and his soft touch. Eating ice cream on a rainy day. A cup of chamomile-honey-lemon tea. My sister's achievements and my parent's patience. Their presence, and unconditional love.
So many things to overpay that one bad day. Heck, enough to overpay a hundred of those. I agree, I tangled my foot in my undies, I totally destroyed the cup, and then burned the kettle- and what? Tomorrow I will laugh at it; anger and bitterness will vanish. Sure I am clumsy but that's just how I roll, and I like it quite alright damnit.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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