and then an amazing thing happened.
I started to get tired. I turned the heaters off and made
myself a cup of weak black coffee and let myself an nearly
two hours to finish the cup.
And somewhere between reading up on an international
research project and a third of the way through a now cold
cuppa, I began to sing.
"senor hijo unico, jesu christo
senor dios dios, hijo del padre"
I am older (though perhaps no wiser) and I remember why I'm
here.
And "Julia, Julia" emerges, a young confused girl completely
in love – with herself mostly. It's amazing what a person
can do when they take a few moments to figure out just
exactly what is going on around them.
The time was flying then.
and all the while I still managed to observe the lovely guests
slamming through the threshold and carefully picking their
way down the steps towards a pile of books (which well,
aren't really for touching, but I guess…well I hope she
stops before she reaches 'the one' that, like a corn cob in
a bin, will send the whole pile flying).
So up to 4p and closing time, when I need to venture seaward
and to the shop to pick up goodies for any further guests at
the opening event this evening…
Enter – man with a silver earring, who I already know:
"It's small isn't it?"
"My crew will fill it right up!"
"are you going to stick around here when you're done then?"
Exit – man with a silver earring, who I already know.
Enter – "Roland" and his accent:
"Just got back from 15 years in the states, as you can tell by my accent, but I've been here before so I know how to deal with the stairs."
"Good luck."
Exit – "Roland" and his accent.
Enter – woman with hair and a long coat:
"Hmmm…it's such a shame when on the days where there is something here I want to see — a painter or something — I always have to be somewhere else."
"I'm going to get my hair done if you can believe it."
"what do you want to do with yourself after this?"
Exit – woman with hair and a long coat.
Enter – wild eyed woman in pink, very chatty:
"Have you had many in?"
"Well you don't want them all to be the same do you?"
"Very creative."
"We'll see what she has this year, I might buy something."
Exit – wild eyed woman in pink, very chatty.
and so I close the door, swing back the sign for another hour, I'll do a bit more 'Julia-ing' and see where the wind takes me. Thus far, a completely unexpected day (but then I don't recall setting any expectations past 11a, so I couldn't lose could I?
To the shop.
