Dear Old Life
Post dated - May 20
Dear Old Life,
I just now looked at the calendar to count weeks, and if my calculations are correct, we are coming up on the three week mark. You left me on May 4th when the world began to realize the impact of the rain, I left on the 6th when I fled that impact. Depending on how long 3 weeks actually lasts in the old life, there’s just a few more days. So, yay! I hope everyone is going well.
So, tonight has been a little funny. At the moment I’m in my room and through the open window I hear a woman yelling and hitting something. It is either a cat or some garbage. I don’t think it is a child because I haven’t heard any response. Unfortunately I think she is also drunk, because I can’t quite make out the sentences, but I did pick out ‘gato’ and ‘duerme aqui’ which is cat and sleep here. So, again, it’s anyone’s guess.
The power just went out. There’s this amazing storm that has not quite happened yet but it’s been threatening to all evening. Around 5pm the sky turned really pink and cloudy and the volcano was obscured. Then at 6 everything went green and windy. Now it’s 8:30 or so and there has been a lot of lightening, but no rain. It’s made people act weird I think.
With the power out the city was dark except for the occasional car headlight and the twinkling lights from the mountains. My house mother came up the stairs with a flashlight asking if I needed light, but I pointed to my computer and said I was fine. (I was watching ‘Clash of the Titans’ in pirated DVD format from the market.) She also brought out this weird brown cream that I was supposed to put on my wrist and bandage up during the night. We couldn’t find a bandage in the dark, but I had just pulled out my Xela v Municipal football final headband, so at the moment, my wrist is wrapped in a blue soccer headband flag. Oh, speaking of, I feel like I should tell you that I sustained a fairly persistent injury during our last evening together, and this is why my wrist needs the bandage. Somehow I managed to lean back on my right arm for so long that I think I permanently damaged the nerves.
The power is back on, my wrist is feeling tightly woven, and I think the woman just fell out of a tree. Or perhaps she threw something over the balcony. Either way, I’m going back to my movie and some spanish verbs. I miss you quite tenderly, in a very weird and ghostly fashion. In probably the same way that maybe you miss me.
Entonces,
M
Dear Old Life,
I just now looked at the calendar to count weeks, and if my calculations are correct, we are coming up on the three week mark. You left me on May 4th when the world began to realize the impact of the rain, I left on the 6th when I fled that impact. Depending on how long 3 weeks actually lasts in the old life, there’s just a few more days. So, yay! I hope everyone is going well.
So, tonight has been a little funny. At the moment I’m in my room and through the open window I hear a woman yelling and hitting something. It is either a cat or some garbage. I don’t think it is a child because I haven’t heard any response. Unfortunately I think she is also drunk, because I can’t quite make out the sentences, but I did pick out ‘gato’ and ‘duerme aqui’ which is cat and sleep here. So, again, it’s anyone’s guess.
The power just went out. There’s this amazing storm that has not quite happened yet but it’s been threatening to all evening. Around 5pm the sky turned really pink and cloudy and the volcano was obscured. Then at 6 everything went green and windy. Now it’s 8:30 or so and there has been a lot of lightening, but no rain. It’s made people act weird I think.
With the power out the city was dark except for the occasional car headlight and the twinkling lights from the mountains. My house mother came up the stairs with a flashlight asking if I needed light, but I pointed to my computer and said I was fine. (I was watching ‘Clash of the Titans’ in pirated DVD format from the market.) She also brought out this weird brown cream that I was supposed to put on my wrist and bandage up during the night. We couldn’t find a bandage in the dark, but I had just pulled out my Xela v Municipal football final headband, so at the moment, my wrist is wrapped in a blue soccer headband flag. Oh, speaking of, I feel like I should tell you that I sustained a fairly persistent injury during our last evening together, and this is why my wrist needs the bandage. Somehow I managed to lean back on my right arm for so long that I think I permanently damaged the nerves.
The power is back on, my wrist is feeling tightly woven, and I think the woman just fell out of a tree. Or perhaps she threw something over the balcony. Either way, I’m going back to my movie and some spanish verbs. I miss you quite tenderly, in a very weird and ghostly fashion. In probably the same way that maybe you miss me.
Entonces,
M
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