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September 2, 2003
lets rewrite an ending that fits / instead of a hollywood horror
yesterday it was so cold in my lab i thought i was going to die. i had a lot of clothes on and was huddled around my tea for warmth. i turned up the room control to 80, and so today the lab is the perfect temperature (well, not really. but at least i don’t think i am going to die.) it was a good day as no one else was in (it was labor day) and so i got to turn up npr and listen all day. and dance to the music. yesterday morning after morning edition (instead of 848), they had a program out of new orleans with good southern music. it nice. and i danced.
today is the first day of school for chicago schools. it makes me miss the excitement of the first day of school. i always had the outfit picked out. it was exciting to see everyone that you hadn’t seen all summer. the first day of school was like new year’s day (and the first page of a journal). in that moment – one wonders what kind of stories will fill the blank pages of the year. i miss that. today i am missing high school – the friends, the cadences, the small dramas. my high school life was so innocent.
on that topic, i saw a great movie on friday – thirteen. it was v. intense. i recommend it. it is about a 13 year old girl who gets caught up in the “fast lane” as it was put. [the new york times has a couple of great articles on this – skin and beauty.] it scared me in relation to having kids. i wonder how i am going to protect them from the world. i look back on my childhood and don’t see anything specific that my parents did to protect me. it was more the twists of fate that protected me from the drugs, alcohol, and sex. but maybe it was my parents’ unconditional love that kept me from seeking those things. hmmm. i don’t know. all parents can do is the best they can, but mine (and those of my high school friends, though actually my friends in general) seemed to do a pretty good job. i guess the thought i come away with is that you can’t always protect your kids – you can just try to protect them. and love them. it worries me what i am going to have to fight against.
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Posted by christina at September 2, 2003 11:01 AM