even deeper - nine inch nails
Last night the ghost girl turned up and i told her i had started digging in the big field, and she smiled her sad smile and i imagined that maybe a long time ago that smile would have been filled with a genuine kind of happiness or that maybe there was more to it than a distant longing feeling and a sea of emptiness.
Of course, as was expected, i feel asleep before we could really get to talking, but at least it is nice to know that she seems happy about my digging project.
I slept until midday and then went straight out to the field and worked on the holes as well as starting another two. It was quite sunny today so a bit after three i was really hot and sweaty so i went over to Andy's and there was a different old guy behind the counter who wore a cap and i said 'where's Andy?' and he said 'Andy went off to buy some pool supplies,' and i said 'oh,' and he said 'i'm his brother, Terry. You the boy digging it for us?' and i said 'yes sir i do think so,' and he said 'ah, the youth of today is so different to the youth of my day, my young friend. Even with all the sexually transmitted diseases you are carrying around and the bad lungs from all the smoking and the bad liver from all the drinking and the bad brain from all the drugs and acid and whatnot, you still have the energy and the will to dig two old men a pool in a field in the middle of nowhere. You seem like a stand up guy. Grab yourself a couple of drinks, and don't you worry about the cost today. Old Terry's got you covered.'
I finished up around seven and then trekked back to the cottage. Nothing really came of today's digging, but fingers crossed that tomorrow shows some more progress. I like to think now that all the holes are just a little bit deeper than they were yesterday, and i hope that tomorrow will show similar results. At some point i imagine the digging will stop, but for now, i have to say it is a great shoulder workout, although i may have to be careful about my back in future, because i think prolonged digging can injure it somehow, and i really like being able to stand up and walk and all that kind of stuff.
Ah. Even if the days are straight forward and boring, there is a joy in simply going out and doing something interesting every day, i think.
Blake out.
Of course, as was expected, i feel asleep before we could really get to talking, but at least it is nice to know that she seems happy about my digging project.
I slept until midday and then went straight out to the field and worked on the holes as well as starting another two. It was quite sunny today so a bit after three i was really hot and sweaty so i went over to Andy's and there was a different old guy behind the counter who wore a cap and i said 'where's Andy?' and he said 'Andy went off to buy some pool supplies,' and i said 'oh,' and he said 'i'm his brother, Terry. You the boy digging it for us?' and i said 'yes sir i do think so,' and he said 'ah, the youth of today is so different to the youth of my day, my young friend. Even with all the sexually transmitted diseases you are carrying around and the bad lungs from all the smoking and the bad liver from all the drinking and the bad brain from all the drugs and acid and whatnot, you still have the energy and the will to dig two old men a pool in a field in the middle of nowhere. You seem like a stand up guy. Grab yourself a couple of drinks, and don't you worry about the cost today. Old Terry's got you covered.'
I finished up around seven and then trekked back to the cottage. Nothing really came of today's digging, but fingers crossed that tomorrow shows some more progress. I like to think now that all the holes are just a little bit deeper than they were yesterday, and i hope that tomorrow will show similar results. At some point i imagine the digging will stop, but for now, i have to say it is a great shoulder workout, although i may have to be careful about my back in future, because i think prolonged digging can injure it somehow, and i really like being able to stand up and walk and all that kind of stuff.
Ah. Even if the days are straight forward and boring, there is a joy in simply going out and doing something interesting every day, i think.
Blake out.
posted by Kenshin at 7:40 PM
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