Restless Need a work in progress
To be continued..
The voices are always worse inside. On
long, summer days they literally scream at me to stay outside – but
one of them is a trickster and tries to stop me from doing the
Timings. The Timings are important to the order of everyday.
Without them everything will fall apart. And I mean everything.
It's not just a case of me and my flat, it's a situation that affects
the whole world. The Timings keep everything running.
I have to go out on 7 separate
occasions throughout the day. It starts from 9.30am and ends about
5.30pm. Like a job. When I come back from any one of the ambles I
stay in for maybe 15 minutes then go out again. I have the same
circuit walks each day; up to town and back through the public
garden, down the alley to the sea and along the prom then back. Up
to town and into the library or a shop – but not for long. Along
the alley and back along the prom. And combinations of those walks.
Sometimes I wait for her. I know some
of her times; she talked to me more at the beginning – so I know at
least a few times when she has to leave the house to give a class, or
whatever it is she does. I wait in the courtyard and when she comes
down the steps she has to see me whether she likes it or not. On
those days I feel brave and wonderful. But I also feel angry
afterwards because she never stops to talk to me properly. Today I
tried to talk to her about the things she has in her windows but she
couldn't wait to get out of the gate.
When I know she's gone for sure
sometimes I get my paradise keys and go into her flat. The landlady
forgot she gave me those keys before the flat got re-rented and it
was being repainted and workmen were in and out. When I go in I am
very quiet because I want to feel her through every part of myself.
Sometimes I sit on her sofa for just a moment and imagine she is
sitting with me, laughing and talking as we relax after a busy day.
I always do one thing when I am in her flat; one small thing to show
a visit was made; today I moved one of the plants; one tiny change to
how everything is.
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