It is conference week, meaning half-days of school. Meaning three full hours of Welcome Room freetime frolicyhour, the kids play make believe games that go so over my head I stare out the window at the orangeyellow leaves and grayraining sky, put on Scary Halloween Sound Effect CD, play game after game of solitaire cheating so much I don't know how to stop. We lit up a jack-o-lantern today looking out at Legion Way, I feel so Halloween like, perfectly in the treelined streets of small east coast towns in Halloween Disney movies, Hocus Pocus, Double Double Toil in Trouble, the likes.
Today we watched The Borrowers, all those lil eensy redheaded people who Do Not Steal They Borrow, perhaps I am one of them just OverGrown. Arrietty the teenage daughter, can't find her place in the world, seems so angsty. The movie ends as she meets a scruffy Outtie (i.e. the Crust Punk Borrowers) Spud Spiller, they cruise off together down the sewerline on a RollerSkate lit by RocketLaunchFlame. If only life began oh-so-simply, ragtag lovers and chaotic transportation!!!
In my attic its fall and its cold. Our water has been turned off and I am only here long enough to pout and pack my bags and spend another night on the lam. Tomorrow at work my boss will play The Cure and I will post up fake cobwebs and perhaps dream the dreams of lacewearing redlipsticked diversion from synthpop. Stare out windows, black then red then black ace one two three.
Last night I woke up in the unsheeted bed writhing with confusion, "WHY HASNT MY LIFE CHANGED YET?"
There was no answer. And just what exactly is my question?
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