Friday, October 11, 2013
The Grid TO, Oct. 10-16, 2013 edition
When I tell you about my day I want you to ignore every single thing I say except for the part where I camped out on a park bench for too long watching a tiny Chinese woman do her daily power walk around the block 8 times. Remember the part where I tell you I never felt more welcome and more uninvited than when I heard her shuffle step come close to me, and I looked up to see her face. This was clearly her post. She had peed on it and everything and I was sitting in it while fooling myself that I could write a song in this comfort zone. In this hidden sanctuary where I learned to let go of my hatred for filthy pigeons and all their damn entitlement, or the fact that I hadn’t eaten anything substantial since yesterday. I will probably fail to mention that I almost called you but decided I’d rather just be alone.