Saturday, July 30, 2005

short journeys gift from the universe

much walking between here & josiah's old flat today (meaning friday - still friday for me now), touched with a certain melancholy, linked with this idea of mourning that flat as though it were a person that i alluded to in my last post... all the journeys from here to there with a cup of tea (in the mug they gave me for my birthday last year), all the journeys back with that empty mug... and many other assorted items...

i had a long talk with josiah sat in her garden (over the phone) which was really nice, i miss her, & grace of course...

the last journey back i was carrying our mop & bucket, windchimes, the mug, the porn chair, listening to gillian welch singing one monkey don't stop the show... that melancholy almost tangible, the windchimes were threaded onto the mop handle, the mug forced onto the end of the same handle, through it's handle... firmly in place so as not to fall and break, all that in one hand with the porn chair in the other...

the porn chair to go to P, i was looking at it earlier today, almost resigned to throwing it out when she came to mind, & of course she wants it, though i'm keeping it for her for a week or so... sitting now behind my keyboard... much comedy potential that chair...

then much later me & K shared an indian takeaway & then a DVD, we decided on enduring love in the shop, but when we got it into our player it turned out to be the machinist, we almost didn't watch it, the video shop had shut by the time we found this out... but we decided to give it a go...

so pure accident meaning we had no expectations of this film at all...

and it was fucking great...

(i very rarely curse in this blog but sometimes you just have to)

i don't want to say too much about it because i really think you should watch it if you haven't and if you're going to watch it i don't want you to know anything about it...

but if you do watch it be warned it messes with your head...

really great film, and a complete accident that we got it, unless the shop guy secretly knew we needed to see this film and slipped it in, but on balance i think it was the universe, giving us what we needed...

it's enough to bring out the hippy in me...

x

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