—Lindsey Boldt
Slowly, I learn how to waste a day. I write a
very long note (after a trail of angry notes). I
use Roman numerals, though. It rained last
night, thank you!, etc. (does this mean I’m
lazy? Down Pine Street through the Ferry
Building before heading back to Boston
I purchase a chicken, some fresh vegetables,
and 175 pills. Slowly, I ease into the trap
and find that easing neither in nor out
relinquishes the monotony. I label each
headache (there are now five). Otto cooks
and we have a delicious dinner on Wednesday
morning. The best ever, I’d say. I peel the
label off of one headache and paste it onto
another. I forgot to mention that the vegetables
were asparagus, sugar snap peas and oyster
mushrooms (which actually become red
meat when sautéed in organic butter).
