Saturday, January 11, 2020

Jane: Nighttime Shenanigans

Last night, in the middle of the night, Sky reached over and patted me, then abruptly drew his hand away.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he said. “I thought you were Jane.”

“I am Jane.” 

“Oh, good.” And he went back to sleep.

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Jane: Life Today

“What is this place?”

“How did I get here?” 

“Where is everyone?” 

You may think this is the beginning of a Talking Heads song, but, no, it’s just Sky trying to orient himself when he wakes up in the morning. I make coffee, and bring it to him, setting it on the bedside table, helping him into his bathrobe, and adjusting the covers as he sits up and wonders. 

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Sky: AC Fall

Here in northern Vermont you ignore the changing of the seasons at your own peril.

Nature always wins. She’s the correct team to be on.

Some things you just have to do on time or you may end up miserable, like sliding across November ice on the highway.

Other things you just do, well, because they wrestle themselves to a top spot in our neuro-systems at just the right time.

Lately, I haven’t been doing so hot with either. It seems I’ve opened a stress account and a clever system to keep it topped up with automatic payments, only some of which I’m aware of at the time.

Thursday, September 12, 2019

Jane: Moving Forward by Going Backward

Sky said this to me the other day, “I’m moving forward by going backward. When will it be time for diapers?”

I took a breath and said, “We don’t need to think about that yet.”

Wednesday, August 28, 2019

Sky: Cast of Interesting Characters

I know they’re hallucinations. I really do. How else could you explain the Stairway to Heaven? You could describe what it looks like….

…….. an elegant sparkling walkway curving graciously up and out of sight into the quiet of the Vermont twilight.

Would it help to describe the people there?

Probably not, since any description would soon veer into the “unreal” with the number of people alone. In the meantime, the Stairway keeps steadily disgorging more people, just like the sidewalks of New York.

I want to tell you about these creatures.