Apr 12, 2008 09:22
Yesterday I was scrubbing my duds at Launderland and sitting on a bench and wearing shorts and reading about Postmodern Culture when I looked down and noticed the foot of my crossed leg was swaying slightly. I tried to hold it still but couldn't. I looked closer and realized each "big" (practically invisible) sway was followed by a little sway in between. I felt my heart. And then I realized my leg was rocking around on my heartbeat. Some bloodflow beneath my kneecap that I had my leg balanced on was making waves on the OUTSIDE of my body too. It was like spotting your third grade teacher in the grocery store, but in a good way. I mean I can almost always see my heart moving beneath my skin, but so far away, and lifting the length of my leg? Amazing.
Here are some other amazing things I've seen and was posting on Myspace for no reason:
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Today I heard a kid (actually an adult) on the bus say: "On Easter I begged my parents for a chocolate Batman."
Then later a kid in the hall said: "What if you could build a tank that shoots gumballs!"
I’m pretty happy I overheard these things.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Today I was locking my bike up, and the way my backpack reflected in a car window made it look like a piece of note paper lying on the seat inside the car was actually tucked in a pocket of my backpack.
I arrived home and looked out the window over the rooftops to see that the only tree to poke above the horizon was also outlined with a single puffy white cloud, just a little bigger than it but the same shape, and hovering directly behind.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Today I turned the faucet on the instant my bagel popped out of the toaster. I thought my kitchen might have been visited/reno-ed overnight by Wallace and Gromit. No.
Today I also remembered the time I was watching the Science of Sleep on a tv beside a ficus tree well-known to be in the prime of health. Towards the end when Stephane crawls up into Stephanie’s loft bed and finds the boat forest, he brushes his hand against the little trees. That was when a single ficus leaf fluttered in front of the screen and to the ground.