Now the cocoon must be broken. It is time for the work-a-day world again. All too soon. I have a haircut, a few extra pounds, but no new clothing to armor me. I have observed but have no observations. I look for quotations. I read last lines in books, articles, looking for something to say. It all seems trivial. Soon enough, some shrill siren of complaint will welcome me back from this velvet cell. Something will shake me. "Just hold on," I tell myself. "Just hold on."
it's when everything shakes me that I long for the velvet cell
ReplyDeleteI'm telling you--just do it. Just load up on luxuries--spare nothing--and don't answer the phone. Let yourself fall under a spell. Call a masseuse to come to the house. Be serviced by young boys. We forget or don't let ourselves think that all of that is there for us. We unconsciously live with deprivation. We were taught it is good for us. And maybe it is, because after a weekend of total indulgence, you won't want much more than grains and vegetables and exercise. But for two days. . . . Do it!
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