Ah
but with all that rushing around
i did not get to finish the book before i left the city..
but the book was all about the city..
as the plane was taking off
i was shocked (constantly lately, streaks of blonde through my hair)
i was going so Far away from New York
New York Loves Us!
it takes care of us..
it gives us everything we want
… if we know where to find it
and work hard enough for it.
but away we went
far from new york city
over the dark ocean
tired
wired
i could not sleep
i had to finish the book
and yet
through the reading of the book
i realized that in my rush
what happened to the little buck-skin bag Clyde had given me?
and what happened with that NetFlix?
damn…
no clue
such a rush..
but i kept reading
and through all the drama
the climax that didn’t entirely all connect
not all the promised answers got delivered
melt down
interesting to end a story in a melt down
but maybe that’s how it went?
still
i couldn’t stop thinking about the netflix
and the bag..
when the story was over
i was shocked as well
fulfilling my own beliefs
confused, in light of the conversation we’d had
damn distractions
when it was over
i found the buck-skin bag
no idea how to bring it back to life…
but the netflix?
no idea what happened to that
and will i have to pay for it?
some movie i didn’t see
maybe lost in the taxi?
damn…
$24
money just drifts away…
i slept an hour maybe
and before the plane landed
while we circled in holding
i found focus
it’s so easy
just takes intention
mind pulls away
just bring it back
feels so good
but damn: i’m tired.