July 27, 2007
steaz
Raindrops. More raindrops. Air so wet and humid you can practically drink it's muggy warmth. Trees, assorted in shape and size, dripping with moisture, the drops falling on grass, green and spongy, like, well, grass after days of intense summer rain. Traffic skating by, ripples in their wakes, one after another after another. Waiting tables a little higher than usual. Cupcakes, DVD cases, birthday discounts, red shirts, old people, soup samples in miniature folded paper cups, parking, decorations, chinese canadian cuisine, more parking, a gutted basement, exploding pop. Rain. More rain. And a jeep, rushing through it all. Heat on, windows off, leather wet. Lights blowing past in the dark. Reflections of movement off the pavement, and the doors, and the glass.
Continue reading steaz... 04:19 PM & Comments (0)July 17, 2007
2AM
'Why does my head feel so heavy?.. What time is it?" Swords of wild grass fenced the view ahead, with darkness on all sides, save for the faint light reflected off their stalks. 'Where am I? I'm not supposed to be here.. but where am I supposed to be.. was I drinking? What am I saying, of course not, I'm on my way home from work.. unless it's the weekend.. is it the weekend? What day is it?" A stronger light began to cast shadows somewhere off to the right. It was moving quickly, but seemed to slow as it grew stronger.
Continue reading 2AM... 02:32 AM & Comments (0)July 09, 2007
iona summer
running in the surf across miles of beach with a friend and 4-legged companion.
staying up until 7am, enjoying the gradual rise of the sun from 3:15 on.
walking 4km to the middle of the ocean on a concrete pipe covered in weeds.
driving in circles for hours with no real destination.
