Preparations and Expectations
Sorting through all the things I’ve accumulated over the last year, I’ve made a discovery. For someone living so carelessly in the past, I’ve been planning so carefully for the future.
I have ready remedies for accidents that never happen and illnesses that never fall.
I have books in languages I dont speak but hope that I one day will.
I have pins and paper clips and markers and coloured stickers for the day that I’d sort out my papers. (The academic year is over).
I have special clothes for special occassions that never come around. Perhaps I should change my idea of what constitutes a special occassion. The night I wear the black dress wont be the most fabulous party of the year and the night I wear the red lingerie wont be the one where he loves me the most.
Of course, this leads me to experiment. A more spartan life has started. Now accidents can happen and I wont have any band aids. If someone asks me to translate into Spanish, I cant look it up. And to the party, I will wear something that is not in my closet now. Perhaps I’ll be surprised. Perhaps.
