A Picture of a Tree


July 31 2007, 09:14 PM Loquat

Today, life is out of balance.

Not all of it, mind. I have made the small and useful discovery that, unlike the previous place, I do not need to be nearly as efficient about space. I am taking advantage of this: floors are wide open now, easy spaces for pacing and easier to handle. I no longer recognize the study, but I feel far more at home.

The world is spinning sideways today in other ways: there has been both too much time and not enough, there has been one more thing forgotten halfway down the hall. Doors I have unerringly pushed on the correct side for years have befuddled me, and the buttons on the elevator were of no help is telling me where to go. Some days are like that. Today was like that.

Tomorrow will be different. I should see about carpets.


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