Of an impending summer weekend
This is just yours truly rambling because it is far too beautiful a day for work (that I have quite a lot of but am rebelling). I’m sitting next to an open window and the sunlight is inching onto my lily white self and fanning the tendrils of hair that escaped from the far-too-lazy-to-comb-let’s-make-a-sloppy-ponytail-instead hairdo.
I have the attention span of an ADHD gnat on smack. All I want to do is revel. I want to take big gulps of love/air, I want to be swollen with joy and beauty. I want to forget about anything but having my fingers swim through the air, away from here. I want to feel the heat and sweat of justice and to have those cells happily bounce because there is no moment better than this. No regrets of yesterday, no what ifs of tomorrow. Just maple syrup sunlight, top lip beads of sweat, braai smoke and chilled wine under The Wisteria Purple Patio.
I want to be moved by incendiary guitarists like Jimi & John Mayer (but of course). I want to feel CC’s (Felix Laband Whistling in tongues, Juno Reactor Conquistador Part 1) music goosebump my entire being. I want the notes of Hans Zimmer’s Elysium and Now we are free to soak into my muscle filaments and untangle the mess of too much Dell 610.
I want witty banter and lazy sauntering. I want to walk arm in arm and plait honeysuckle into my hair. I want to laugh so hard I crack a rib. I want to trace the skin of your wrist and watch you shudder with pleasure. I want to lie on the trampoline and feel half of me bake. I want to hear MM beautiful belly laugh and Rambo’s deep voice caressing terse sentences. I want to say goodbye to my friend who is not even going all that far and see the bittersweet joy this will have him feel. I want to never forget this day or this weekend or this frame of my life.
I love my life, as you should yours.
1. Word of the frame: reverberate (The Sage: 5. ring or echo with sound, 6. have a long or continuing effect)
2. Insight of the frame: Being able to express exactly how you are feeling is like a first kiss.
3. State of the pool: gin and tonic
4. Joy of the frame: I will probably get all I want /grin
5. Awesomest lines: I freaking adore this woman. Yours and mine – Elsa Volschenk
My heart is humming to it
my mind dancing to it
my dreams chasing it
Your heart is closed to it
your mind unaware of it
your dreams untouched by it
Our worlds collide into it
but it’s different -
while bursting in my soul
it’s resting in yours.
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- Of the new year and Dirt Music
- Of the guilty pleasure of watching The Bachelor
- Of marrying Twitter, Feedly and Google Wave
- Of teeth grinding frustration and the sheer awesome that is Google Wave
- Of stumbling down memory lane or how memory shapes personality
- Of beautiful girls
- Of total geekness
- Of bloody consequences
- Of being a lazy person
- Of rambling anxiety
