Just some thrown-together notes from today-
“Please stand behind the yellow line…”
iphone 6S adverts above the train platform
Shot a baby and a leaf on iPhone 6S. Also the girl from Orphan (it’s a horror movie).
Reading on the train, someone on wordpress likens ink to pepper on a tablecloth (Do We Write To Fill A Page? by Joel D. Hirst). At the bookshop; The Unbearable Lightness of Being, alone. I sat cross-legged on the floor like a street peddler, devoured three chapters.
Take the stairs instead of escalator. Passing reflective surfaces, I think about this line:
‘… in the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man’s body.’ Milan Kundera
Generalization in poetry (isn’t poetry just generalization?)
There isn’t a seat on the train, not for me anyway. A twenty-something with brown curls, denim jacket at her waist. White collars on lunch break, laughing in Teochew and English.
WordPress feed interrupted by message. Aunt discussing the exchange rate with mom (how many dollars is 390 yen?) How’s Japan? Family went cherry blossom viewing in Shinjuku… Blur of tunnel walls, still thinking about that book.
Reality like a knock on the glass pane. Change station…
barely scraped-together response to Day 4 of the
A-to-Z Challenge (sorry, I’ll try harder tomorrow.)