A Lamination of LightBy Catherine Vielhttps://rayviolet.blogspot.com/2022/08/a-lamination-of-light.html
Life is bare
Gloom and misery everywhere
Just can’t get my poor self together
I’m weary all the time, the time
So weary all the time
~Harold Arlen and Ted Koehler, Stormy Weather
We’ve got weird, heavy weather right now. One of the bank employees called it “monsoonal” yesterday. Petite thunderheads coming over the Santa Ynez Mountains, mixed with morning fog coming in off the Santa Barbara Channel.
Things feel unsettled and awkward, somehow not quite right. Either I am mirroring the weather, or the weather mirrors me. Perhaps it’s symbiotic.
Ambling about, negotiating endless chores, I stopped in the middle of what I was doing, aware of a state bordering somnolence even as I was navigating through the house.
When I stood still a moment, I briefly sensed the ghost of a second body, adjacent to this heavy, dragged-down yet miraculous network of cells that make up the me within the skin. A flash of awareness so quick that when I mentally registered it, it had already vanished and I wondered if it was purely imagination...+https://rayviolet.blogspot.com/2022/08/a-lamination-of-light.html