| Life
is so complex, even though you eat brown rice and brush your teeth with
baking soda. Simplify. Spend the day alone. Spend it
fishing. Watch the line and the motion of the water; your
thoughts drift. . . a slight bump and a steady pull on the line
and the whole line of cars begins to move as the train pulls out of the
station. Someone takes the seat beside you, someone at the end of
a love affair. The threats of murder and suicide, the pleading,
the practical jokes, became at the end only tiresome and she is
relieved at his going. She turns away before the train is out of
sight. Your ordinary life is simple, full of promise, bullet-like, pushing aside the waves of air, moving with incredible speed toward the life that waits, motionless, unsuspecting, at the heart of the forest. |