Words: alright (an upgrade from okay), rested, nostalgic Observation: the inner feelings don’t necessarily match the exterior Getting pretty good at the selfie-ing. It’s Elaine’s super power to be able to use an SLR, turn it around and aim it so everyone is actually in the shot. Selfie lessons learned in this scant two weeks: Stick your head out forward like imitating a chicken. It’s like an insta-facelift Position the …
Forgot my phone. Used the laptop. When did one’s phone become one’s camera? So, when one wears glasses long enough, the bit where the glasses are supported on the bridge, if it isn’t fitted well, ends up having divots. Still have the divots. Also – reading glasses because blind. Rocking the sexy librarian look. Or maybe it’s old lady look. Words: angry (fucking hormones), breathing, ambulatory
Ambulatory, approaching, falling Walking is just controlled falling. “Odd. It feels like ice running down my leg.” Cody replies, “Maybe you should use your cane.” “But it isn’t hurting.” He gives me a patient look. “Hand me my cane?” A few more days until the end of the semester. Teachers look forward to Summer every bit as much as students do. Looking forward to the cool basement in the Summer …
Words: loved, connected, ephemeral So glad the kids were willing to play. They’re a good lot Dave stopped by my office to check in on me. Guess my general withdrawl from the world is noticable. The limp is not confused with swagger. A gentle invitation to connect. “Friends can be work in the short term, but it is helpful in the long run.” Words from my wise bear-friend. Cody suggested …
Cheating. Was up at 2 in the morning. I’m counting this as yesterday and today. I don’t even remember. Teo? Right. He wuffed me up. Not sure if I even woke up really. Had vague memory of that selfie thing I hadn’t done. Grabbed the phone, resumed the warm spot. Click. Words: What is the opposite of lucid? Whatever it is…THAT. My boys are angels when they are asleep. …
I’ll try to remember the words, but first a comment…There really are two sets of words. There is the sense of self before the picture, and the sense of self based upon the critical eye looking at the artifact of self. These are not the same. When I got home, the light was a soft after rain glow. I plopped down on the stoop and took the shot. Work day …
Words: Aging, slowing, treading. The jowls sag just a bit; the chin too. It feels more like Autumn than Spring. I wane rather than wax. This selfie project has few rules. One shot. No filter. Once a day. Notable imperfections, and some consistencies are visible. The self-image does not match the photograph…both good and ill. It continues.
Words: Something-that-describes-when-the-rain-stops-and-the-sun-comes-out, rock star, breathing. Eff it. The appointment for the hair doing is in a few hours. I stop a small gaggle of students. “I’ve got an appointment,” I point to my head. “Do I chop it all off?” The guys say, “Nooooo!” Guys seem to dig long hair. Angela says, “Give me a number between one and two.” “Two.” She looks blankly at me. I return the look. …
Haven’t forgotten. Just haven’t been posting. Can I remember yesterday? Words: Hobbled, ornery, burrowing. Today? Better, persevering, stubborn. Do I have any repeats yet?
Words: Limited, perervering, declining More words: silly, disconnected off
