Ah
he beat them back and
stepped outside his house barefooted barechested wearing shorts to stand in the
sun feel it on his back feel the breath of the day move around him to embrace
commune with whatever might
he brought his pen and clipboard
in case he was moved to record anything
a text arrived bingbing bingbing he wasnt thinking of
that communing
he dug the cell out of his pocket
no two texts they
always sounded like one
-- i’ll be a better person period
-- i’ve eaten terribly for three weeks and i’m
sad at my weight
he texted her earlier that
morning about her being the best employee at the firm a non-profit her
can-do attitude left the rest of the staff in the dust unfortunately left behind the rest of the
staff sat back why should they do
anything when she can-do it
he tried passively to make her
see that in a group setting it was human nature to see if someone was willing
to pick up the slack
and if someone did then it was really human nature to pay out as
much slack as possible
she enabled the staffs lassitude
her eating was another matter
usually she was exceptionally
mindful
she had a little fuckin
scale she weighed out her portionsdrove him nuts
the damn thing drove him nuts
because he ate what he wanted to eathe never worried
But youre at the
gym six days a week she remarked
Youre correct Maybe I go to the gym so I can eat and drink whatever I
want
Well call it a Love Story moment Working out is never having to say you worry
about what you ate
he muttered Come on commune Interrupt
some mourning doves mourned
some blackbirds cawed
the sound of the traffic running on the 101 two blocks west he imagined long ago as whitewater
he hoped hed hear the cry of the neighborhoods
young hawk
white clouds slipped overhead
noiselessly their bellys a slight gray
-- Youre the better employee. Per not eating well, you just need some care, a homecooked barbecue. Tri-tips are on sale. Green salad. Fresh
vegetables. Fresh fruit for dessert. Greek yogurt and blueberries?
SEND
Jesushe noted the time Time to shower
no communing this afternoon
coming back inside his books
jabbered at him again
Hey gang he replied
Thats why I went outside Im
allowed to switch up my routine Im not here
to be your bitch
he set his clipboard and pen on
the coffee table went into the bathroom and started the shower
showering he heard indie his cat on the bathroom linoleum slapping the pen he left on his clipboard around the
floor and against the baseboard
1515, Day-between-Two-Ts, 26 4.
17
1051, Thursday,
27 4. 17
1364 days remaining
or less
Love Story https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B5-8_1uCzR8
Evangelist The World That I Created https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqaUPki2Tuo
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