At home.
There is a petrol station just next to our apartment, which sports a big blue sign that reaches about ten storeys high, and at night, just before I go to sleep, I like to watch the cars stream past it in a line of red and yellow.
I stand on the balconey with my knees pressed hard against the whitewashed walls, and lean over the side so the walls are out of my peripheral vision, and the sky hems in black around my head.
I especially like it when it rains, and the city turns into an expanse of black velvet onto which diamonds are thrown haphazardly and ruby streaks are threaded along its seams.
Those are pretty happy times.
Which starts me thinking that maybe I don't need to be travelling so much. Maybe what will make me happy is just staying where I'm happy.
So thats what I'm doing.
For at least one more year I'll be staring out my balconey late at night, waiting for nothing, practising being happy.
I stand on the balconey with my knees pressed hard against the whitewashed walls, and lean over the side so the walls are out of my peripheral vision, and the sky hems in black around my head.
I especially like it when it rains, and the city turns into an expanse of black velvet onto which diamonds are thrown haphazardly and ruby streaks are threaded along its seams.
Those are pretty happy times.
Which starts me thinking that maybe I don't need to be travelling so much. Maybe what will make me happy is just staying where I'm happy.
So thats what I'm doing.
For at least one more year I'll be staring out my balconey late at night, waiting for nothing, practising being happy.
posted by Graeme at 8:19 pm
3 Comments:
i can also be found, quite often, on my balcony late at night (or early in the morning, whichever you prefer) gazing into the distance at the traffic lights on the hill.
it feels strangely peaceful. and for a little while, life doesn't seem as busy or confusing in the orange glow of the streetlamp.
i'm glad you're back, graeme. that month seemed rather endless.
I don't know how you do it, G.
We do it so differently, I guess. But I still love reading about how you reach for it.
Beaucoup.
a, I'm so happy to be back too.
jp I don't know how I do it either. I don't do it all that often.
So glad you're both here.
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