I finally listened to the inauguration speech (this computer freezes up a lot so the video stopped after five minutes) and still feel disconnected from everything important. But that's okay. Everything passes, everything changes. Last night, I went to bed at 8pm b/c I was so tired from the fire (I almost overcooked since I don't know how to put out fires. I forgot that there was a way besides letting it die on its own), and woke up again at 2:45am, wondering in the dark if the inauguration had happened yet. I get so impatient. Being 14 hours ahead of the bulk of my former life is trying.
Today, I picked bark. All day, hands in water, picking bark. Removing any impurities, anything that will prevent the formed sheet from being a pristine white. I am the worst and the best person for the task: seeking out and destroying errant bits of unwanted things. The worst, b/c I will be overly fastidious. The best, b/c I will be overly fastidious. But one of the women here helped me all day and I enjoyed our dialogue, though I know that I lead a life completely different from hers, values all counter. The three of them after lunch made me lay down on the heated floor in the box container to get some rest and defrost. I love having them around.
2 comments:
There's a great rhythm to your writing in these past few posts, and a clarity of your observation. Even though there are no photos I can see it. I hope that the work, hard as it is, helps and strengthens you. I know you hold yourself up to a high standard, but you're so far from the word failure, it's hard for me to think of Aimee Lee and failure in the same sentence! Enjoy the warm floors and feeling sleepy at the end of the day. There's something that sounds really wholesome and right about that.
I like the title of this post, but I disagree. The pursuit of perfection is a setup for failure ONLY if you expect to succeed!
You can chase perfection all you want, as long as you know you'll never get there. Sometimes, though, you can make something beautiful along the way. But it probably won't be how you imagined it!
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