Thursday morning I walked Gwen to work and then headed toward home. I entered Camp Hill Cemetery, as I usually do when returning from downtown, and found it shrouded in fog. It felt surreal to be among the gravestones and trees, so beautiful and serene. As I walked around and around I snapped some photos before hearing someone call my name. I was surprised to see my aunt Marrie standing on the other side of the fence. She was in the city to see her daughter in one hospital, another of my aunts in another hospital, and it turned out yet another aunt of mine was coming in later that day.
That evening I went on a long anticipated post-Hallowe’en candy spree with April, Jana and Pam. I have a terrible sweet tooth, so I couldn’t resist cheap candy, whether peanut butter cups or Tootsie Roll Pops. We still have some left, but it’s going fast.
Friday I went walking in Point Pleasant Park for several hours. It’s always an odd mix of present calm, a chaos of memories and mystery when I spend time in that park. There is no place in Halifax that has held so much meaning to me. Both strangers and dear friends have lit my mind there and I’m ever thankful for that, often wide-eyed in wonder at it all.
Saturday night I went to the Attic with Nathan and, for a while, April to see The Sleepless Nights perform. The first opener, All of Green, were not so exciting and put us all to sleep, so I can’t say much for them. The Fussy Part, however, were a really cool act that was wonderfully entertaining, nuanced and melodious. The Sleepless Nights were absolutely fantastic, engaging and enlivening throughout their set.
I spent the early evening Sunday with Gwen, who was feeling ill. After watching a film and having dinner, she began to feel worse. Her heart began racing, she began shaking and was hurting a great deal, so I called an ambulance. We spent much of the night in the emergency room waiting for her to be seen, eventually opting to return home so she could sleep in her bed instead of a waiting room. It’s always heartwrenching to see her in pain.
This morning she was feeling well enough to go to work, surprisingly. Soon after she left I returned home and have been working away at my website’s new design. It has some adjustments to be made, but it’s now live at Frozen Truth . com. I’m still trying to come up with a proper blurb for the sidebar section about me.
So far my time off has been less productive than I’d hoped, but certainly not uneventful. I’m hoping to get into the flow I intended to starting in the morning.
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12 comments on “On The First Six Days”
whats a Hollow Book?
It’s a book hollowed out so it can hold things.
treasure island style….the simplest explanation is usually correct !
Everyone needs to have a hollow book. I have one!
I cannot thank you enough for being so wonderful to me on Sunday night. I wish that it didn’t hurt for you to see me in pain, I hate to think that I cause hurt. I am however so appreciative how amazing you are at taking care of me. I am also beyond amazed that I was well enough to go to work yesterday, but also so thankful that I could.
This week I am going to try and be more productive too, maybe we will have success together 🙂
I was glad to be there for you, no matter what.
To assiduity!
I am VERY pleased to hear that you are enjoying your vacation time, even if you don’t feel that you are being productive enough. Most people feel that their lives aren’t as productive as they had hoped them to be. That is why people have “hopes” and “fantasies.” These are not always realized. “realize” in its literal sense.
I hope that all is well with Gwen now. Let me know?
If you are running out of candy, I have a large bag in my room, and enough suckers to share with the entire world.
Do you know if PPP is open to the public in the winter? I think the group should have a winter-time beach party.
I got down to my suitcase project today. I’m really excited about it. The first side looks fantastic.
Gwen is doing well now. She sent me a message telling me she had a nice day with her mom.
I think PPP is open all year round, but I should look into that. A winter beach party would be awesome.
Happy to hear that Gwen is happy, however happy she can be.
I want to work on my suitcase, too. But I have been so busy with school work. What is the plan for yours?
You, Apollo, are just the man to plan a winter beach party. I’m sure it would be twice as fabulous as Sara’s birthday.
Yes, a happy Gwen is best.
That’s too bad you’ve been so busy.
My suitcase is now nearly done. Each of the big sides has an issue of the comic Demo collaged on it. They were black and white comics with each issue being a standalone story. One, “Mon Dernier Jour Avec Toi”, is about the last night two lovers spend together. The second, “Mix Tape” is about a girl who commits suicide and leaves a mixed tape for her boyfriend. They made beautiful collages, I think.
I doubt I could top Sara’s birthday, but I’d try. Beach balls and snowballs!
beach balls and snow balls. We have a theme!
I feel the same way about point pleasant park sometimes.