Saturday, June 13, 2020

wake up and smell the coffee: 6:13

i got up
about 3:45
so i slept about twelve hours
the cat was annoyed
i went to the bathroom
the cat was annoyed
i fed the cat
he wanted to go out
i don't usually let him go out
in the middle of the night
but
it was morning (middle of the night)
so
i let him out
i made coffee
he still seemed unsatisfied
i cleaned out his box
he still seemed unsatisfied
so
i went to the door
i stood at the door
with the chain engaged
and smelled the air

i went out

i don't know if i ever told you
when i went to oklahoma city
and missed the trees terribly
and
when i came home
almost fell to my knees with the joy of the smell
of the swampy earth
and the humid air
and the trees

i stood on the stoop
and leaned against the railing
and looked at the blue velvet sky
through the branches of the towering oaks
across the street and caddy corner
the nice highrise has it's fountain running again
so i had the sound of running water that i love so much

what more could you want

i think about my desire to be in the desert
could you be happy in the desert, i ask myself
yes, but i would miss the trees after a while
the way i now miss the desert
so, i say thoughtfully, maybe the answer is
don't live just one place
or, i say, travel around

and
i through my head back
and i throw my chest out
and i breathe in the scent of the world where i am
and there is a string of memories
of other places that i've done that
and they are all unbelievably happy moments
like a connection of little jewels of my life

overwhelming nature is beautiful
i love overwhelming nature
but it isn't just the look of it
it is the scent of it as well

it was taking the trash out at the baybrook store
so i could smell the salt in the air
happy happy happy

it was walking around chicago
i can smell the lake everywhere
how is it your air smells so amazing
i'd say to the people who clearly thought i was a crazy person

it was the quality to the air in seattle
like it contained more oxygen like
although you wouldn't want to walk three blocks at home
why bother to call a car
it's only seventeen blocks
that's not a problem to walk

maybe the scent is stronger for me than the view
i have no positive scent associations
with new york
or california
i have
nothing i can immediately pull up from the desert

i have the sunrise in the california desert
and the amazing taste of the water in 29 palms

i have the sunsets in arizona

i have the
i don't even remember if it was a sunrise or sunset
just chasing it through the streets of marfa
with the breathless wonder of an adventure
and a camera
the beautiful pink mountain majesty
the quirkiness
the big sky of stars
and so
it has amassed the largest list of magic
and so my mind goes to marfa
but
there's lots of magic to go round
the world is a big exciting place

it turns out
the reason i always seem to miss the sunrise
it doesn't seem to be visible from my stoop
it's not that i miss it
by no being there at the right time
it's that it's somehow blocked by the buildings

i know it's available
because i used to walk to the bus stop
by pappas bros and see the pink spiraling out of the clouds
behind, around whatever the transco tower is called now
so
i know it's there
but from my stoop
it's just velvety blue
to royal blue
to cerulian blue
to bright pale blue

no pink
anywhere

maybe a morning walk is warranted

a bus goes by
metro is hiring
good to know
i don't think i want that
but every day brings interesting options

it might indeed be a glorious world