locoimmobile
Just finished Isabel Allende's PAULA. This book made me feel
like a life of drab compared. No comparing. The life she was born to refers me to a remark by Bob Grundstein decades ago in Concord, New Hampshire: "I feel sorry for anyone born in Indianapolis."
And that leads to Rev. Rosalyn Brueye saying: "Some are in such a hurry to be born they land in the wrong spot" or something like that.
This is my hometown. This is where early on I recognized an inferiority complex over the whole area cause we weren't New York or Paris.
Nope we aren't. I am reading E.L. Doctorow's RAGTIME.
This is summer solstice June 21 and I am reading something so sad...
about miserable people who go out of their way to hurt others.
The book has me near tears. Not the fact that I've disappointed myself again... Here I 'cat-sit" for a darlin friend who is in Mexico for the week
and I have yet to get into the sauna for a sweat the smoke out of my
cells. Here I am on a fine Saturday night and it's 'another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody" ok. fine, good.
Todobem refers to four months spent in hot Brasil, happy to know that much Portuguese... happy to even spell the language.
Happy to have been there where so fine the people, the music,
the language, the food, and so many were the mosquitoes.
Todobem? Is everything fine? todobem... everything is fine.
Avoidance. Avoiding pain, avoiding anger, avoiding love, avoiding commitment, avoiding doctors, avoiding health, avoiding acceptance,
and too late to buy a lotto ticket.
Stream of consciousness... in the past what of the present no future to consider. nope nope nope
Sanctuary... I want and need Sanctuary.