2008-05-12

at the fork of the thames

i am in the town i grew up in for the first time in a long time as if i'm here to stay. i moved out of my apartment in montreal and now have a two-year collection of stuff moved from rue de bullion and into my childhood bedroom. it's a little cramped. i'm not staying here, but i guess it's where i'm starting from again. i just drove my sister downtown and drove home along the only main street in this giant sprawling town a little nostalgically, looked at all the things (every one on that single street) i made sure to tell a friend about when he was coming to london for the first time. he said he felt close to me being here, which is funny and sort of sad to think about as i drive down the same street now with the radio off feeling more removed from my surroundings than a geographer should ever.

the other night, my last night in montreal sort of by surprise (moving was a complicated ordeal on a number of levels including when we actually intended it to happen), i sat on a couch in a new friend's place talking really closely and enthusiastically with emma. akua watched until she couldn't take it any longer and with a short laugh yelled, "You guys talk about yourselves so much!!"oh do we. we do we do. i do! so much. it never really occurs to me that's what's going on, sometimes my experiences are overwhelming and i can't stop to think about any thing besides how i'm feeling. how obnoxious.

you know what else is overwhelming right now? everything. the news. dusk. sickness. and i can't slow anything down to grab a hold of some, any, thing. i am living so much in the moment that i've hardly had a chance to sort out where anything goes. take my crowded crowded bedroom for one. my swollen heart and cold fingers for two. i don't really want this right now; that's what's whelming me. i really would've preferred to feel sure about something this May. i had kind of settled to let that be a boring job and expensive apartment in toronto, but now i've been given another opportunity to keep moving and how could i let it pass? experience! i just don't know if my rib cage is large enough to love more people fundamentally out of reach because of the spaces between us. meeting a person on the move requires so much of a commitment to being good with leaving them behind and i just really don't know if i want to do that anymore. i'm tired. i miss every person i've met and not been able to tuck into my pocket. if you are one of those people, please come over and we'll have some of the tea i bought to improve my circulation. i'll only try to steal you away if you want to come.


laura fayer

2 comments:

Unknown said...

i want to come.

but now its waaay too late to drop out of school.

Ryan Marr said...

I know that drive well. I can see it, and all the possible variations of it too.