“Coming today” by Julia at her desk

Sunday November 17, 2019
9:31pm
5 minutes
From a note on the table

B’s coming today from Thunder Bay. She texted earlier saying she doesn’t know exactly when she’s set to arrive now on account of the highway moose.
When I asked her for details I didn’t get a response for over 2 hours and that worried me. Finally she wrote back saying, “Dead already, RIP, still coming” which from B is a miracle. I think it was blocking the road but I’ll have to wait till she gets here for the information. If she had hit the moose she would likely cancel her trip without even telling me. B is prone to last minute cancellations depending on the severity of the unexpected circumstance.
When I was last in Thunder Bay I also saw a dead highway moose and to tell you the truth I wasn’t as shocked when B told me about hers because of it. I somehow planted that in my memory as a Thunder Bay thing, which is unfair since I was only there for a few hours. I guess I could remember it for having the “Best Chinese Restaurant” as well but I ate at that restaurant and it was clear that Thunder Bay had a penchant for hyperbole. Well I don’t know about all of Thunder Bay, again, it was the only place I ate.

“We cannot diagnose or advise” by Julia in the car


Sunday September 20, 2015
12:05pm
5 minutes
http://www.bcwomens.ca

I don’t know what day I’m on. I sincerely don’t. I don’t think it’s wise to try and self-diagnose right now, but I do know that I’m somewhere between not good and not getting better. So. There’s that.
On the plus side, Madeline is coming to visit us on Friday and she’s staying till the following Thursday. She can take care of Dottie on some days so I don’t have to do it. I’m lucky I can pass her off to someone else without it seeming like I don’t want to help. Maddy adores Dottie and she wants to help. I think when she takes her I’ll take myself out to the shed and get some of the sanding done on the old rocking chair. The last time I went to do it I realized I didn’t have any strength in my wrist and I assumed it was just a lack of sleep. We’ll see once Maddy gets here if my wrist has returned to normal, and my mind has followed suit. I could hazard a guess at what I think is going on with me, but like I said, probably isn’t so wise.

“principle monetary unit of Morocco” by Sasha on the Bathurst streetcar


Monday, October 14, 2013
3:32pm
5 minutes
The Pocket Oxford Dictionary

I arrived wide-eyed
At night
Asking the taxi driver if he knew the town
Knew the people
Knew the ocean
He nodded to all my questions
Which did not reassure me
I arrived wide-eyed
At night
And she met me
My friend
Curls bouncing sweet surf
Smile telling secrets
Eyes twinkling her love for her man
Born in this place
In the dips of Paradise Valley
I woke up the next morning
Hung over with jet lag
And I heard the prayers
Of the men
I heard the voices of the people
Singing to God
And
I thought
“Imagine if we prayed together in the West?”