Originally Posted Wednesday, November 19, 2014
I don't miss bygone times. I just wish the present were better. It could be so wonderfully satisfying.
Last night, my cable, internet, and phone were out. It shouldn't be a problem. I have a cell phone. I have music. I have computers and books.
I suddenly wanted to go shopping at Amazon. I wanted to find a good new eBook though I have many unread books here.
I had recorded shows. I watched Sunday's "Homeland" as I ate dinner. There was wine. Whiskey.
I checked my email on my phone. I texted.
No matter. I just wanted my cable service restored.
This is the sort of discomfort I have in life. I am not in Syria or Iraq or North Korea, or even China or Iran.
The girl is Egyptian. A modern Moslem, mostly non-religious. Mostly. I wonder if American boredom bedevils her? I would like to do a series on Modern Moslems. I want to show that they are as kooky as the rest of us.
I have been blank for days now. A blankness of benighted snow as old what's-his-name wrote. Nothing to express.
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