This is a summary of what my day looked like five years ago: - Woke up to a beating sun on my feet.
- Drank coffee without caffeine to sooth my vices; sipped and thought and sipped an thought some more.
- Watered the garden with a cracked green hose. Pulled trash from the soil. Talked to seeds.
- Read parts of a Harpers magazine.
- Called up friends and asked them how they were.
- Sat around in my underwear continuing to sip on cold coffee, contemplated leaving the house.
- Dressed myself in sweatproof gear for some anatomical motion.
- At the gym I raced people (who weren't aware of our competition) on treadmills.
- Ate an egg, toast and an apple.
- Wrote a story about a man obsessed with cleaning fingerprints from windows.
- Danced while mopping the floor.
- Cleaned the bathroom while listening to Neil Young.
- Ate a piece of cheese.
- Attempted to string together a song on a four-track recorder.
- Met my friends for dinner and talk.
- Found comfort in the arms and legs of a man friend.
- Dreamed of steel bridges and vast water passages in China.