Monday, May 22, 2006

people leaving -- I'm staying



No dreams to speak of


tomonklifiers = binoculars.

DK pulled up in his truck to the curb the moment he saw me.

“What time is it?”

The alarm went off at that precise moment. I have been waking up a moment or two before the alarm many times this week.

I’m choosing between poets. Who do I want to learn from?

At First Run Video picking out movies. K finally comes in. Snow’s accumulating so much in the car.

He wants to drive straight to New Orleans (it’s what he’s moved up here to do—go (move) on to New Orleans with me.) He’s annoyingly impatient. I have to wipe snow off car, and he’ll really let me.

We drive into town… where to have dinner? At DL’s? No, little food there. Where I’m housesitting in Putney?

K wants to drive straight to New Orleans. I hate to have to tell him that I don’t want to go right now. I’m afraid my car won’t make it—was really surprised I could drive to Florida and back with Dad (and drive us around while there). And really, I’m just not ready to move there right now. Got lots of stuff going on here and I’m not ready. I don’t have the time.

“But I came all this way,” he said. We decided to go back to Putney—the cabin is Richard’s—it’s attached to the main building.

I can’t remember if this happens before…
… after a bit of putzing around, we notice a white stretch limo pull up. Richard comes out of cabin to get inside. One of the women standing outside, he hugs fiercely and says “You have been on my mind so much these last three years(Help yourself to anything you want)”

He teared up and quickly dashed into the limo. Getting settled in there, he looked out the window and saw us standing there and waved. We waved back. I pointed out to K some people I know, like Will, who looks like William who lives in JK’s mom’s house.


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