The first day of school was yesterday, and excitement was in the air.
I remember how I felt every year as a kid... happy to be starting
something new and getting to see old friends, nervous about how it
would all go, wondering about my teachers and if I'd like them, and
would they like me? The delight of having new supplies to work with,
all those shiny pencils and blank notebooks, and new clothes to wear.
And I never could sleep much the night before, the butterflies in my
stomach having kept me jazzed. I don't get nervous now, sending my
kids off to school, but I still feel the excitement and delight for
them, and for me too! It's a new beginning for me, with hours of my
day to myself, to write and keep on with my creative endeavors.
We lost power for two hours this morning. I was sitting at my computer
when I heard a loud gun-shot like explosion, and the power zapped off.
This had happened last month, too, and I had thought it was
heat-related back then. I went out to chat with my neighbor, and he
said a bird had landed on the transformer and blew up, and that was
what had caused the outage last month, too. He said the bird was in
the alley. Of course I had to go see...
[Gross Alert!] I had expected to see bits of feather and bird parts,
not much intact. But it was actually kinda interesting... the poor
birdie was all in one piece, but its whole torso had blown open, as if
slit down the middle and splayed open. I could see the open stomach,
which was filled with the recent breakfast of worms, and the muscular
chest wall, which was purplish-red and still covering the heart and
lungs. I was surprised at how interested I was in this, and not
squeamish at all... maybe I missed my calling in the medical field. I
could have been a surgeon. I would be rich! Really, though, nothing
beats writing. I guess I could write about a surgeon if I wanted to...
I may be forced to go put on some pants. It's actually cool and gray,
and only supposed to reach the mid-70's. Feels like fall, but I know
we're not done with hot weather yet. We're in that season where you
don't know how to dress in the mornings-- will it start out cool and
then get hot, or will you freeze all day?
Blah, blah, blah. I'd better go upstairs and write!
Posted by sapphire at September 3, 2003 12:00 AM