Sea Breeze

Now that we're back to normalcy, I appreciate it again. I was sitting on our bed as we woke up this morning looking at a bottle of Fabreze that we occasionally use. I had a great longing sentimentality about the Fabreze and I was very happy to be able to use it again. I was then looking at the pile of paper on our coffee table and kitchen counter. This is a self-renewing beast that devours our living space like an ivy. It has traditionally driven me nuts and likewise, this morning it made me smile inside. You know, how your bones lighten and your brain stops trembling and your blood sings and your muscles pet themselves? How one smiles inside? Any be, the islands were fantastic! Wondrous! Delicious! Terrific! The only resonant trouble is the itchiness Amy & I both have. Being of the Northern Ilk, I think our bodies weren't so capable of ignoring the tropical ailments as even my dad (being from Georgia). It's not nearly as annoying, obviously, as the islands were great, though. I forgot how to live in the city, now I have to relearn it. Funny how quickly and easily it comes - to revert to old ways - I still have sea legs though. They're straightening out, but for now I still feel a little dizzy walking around - from time to time. It's not all unlike being Mauified but it is different (being Bahamafied). The Bahamas are a culture by chance - no real roots - just misplacement - how miserable they must be not having a definite ancestry! Not me! My bones are still shivering from cold dirty wet idle mornings that my great great great great great great great great great grandparents had in Britain. It warms me inside to know it though!
Tuesday, January 29, 2002
10:58 a.m.
by: adam douglas payne