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Date: Thu, 11 Nov 1999 21:22:39 -0800 From: Heather Shaw To: Holly Shaw Subject: I just saw you, did you see me? So, I'm in my bedroom, listening to the new Tori Amos that Jenna insisted I borrow when she found out I hadn't even heard it was out. But this isn't really about Tori, that's just a tangent, though background, ok. So. I start dancing around to "Juarez" or maybe "concertina" or maybe "Bliss". Good funky dancing opportunity, and I'm getting into it, watching in the mirror to see how the outside world sees my dancing. (Hmmm, it occurs to me that perhaps mirrors would contribute to this sort of thinking...did primitive peoples not care what their neighbors thought of them? Methinks mirrors are a sign you've got too much time, you've gone soft, you're not thinking about food and shelter.) I practice moves, hitting them on and all sorts of dancing you can do in a small, cluttered space (you know, you've seen my bedrooms...not that bad, but y'know). After the funky song is a slow one, and I need to rest anyway, so I start looking at myself in the mirror. I get that funky state where you feel like you don't know yourself, where you feel you're looking at a stranger. I'm enjoying it, being the alter-reality junkie that I am, and trying not to go cross-eyed in my attempt to maintain this high. And then everything sort of blurs around the edge of my face, and all I see is my face, and out of my features, yours emerge, looking almost super imposed on mine. What's really trippy is that I felt like you could see me, us, that you were really there, in another mirror, looking at the same thing with me. Isn't that wild? Were you there? Holly, your features were not moving in sync with mine, so one set of blue eyes would crinkle and the other set would widen - not exactly your normal behavior for a reflection. Then I bawled because I miss you so much; I long to hug my sissy! Ok, enough of that. Anyhow, I chatter and I need to get to bed. I just wanted to tell you that and tell you to WRITE BACK SOON! I'd love to hear from you once a week, if that's possible. I miss you.
Ok, I am going now.
Bright blessings, Date: Mon, 15 Nov 1999 07:18:27 -0800 (PST) From: Holly Shaw To: Heather Shaw Subject: Re: I just saw you, did you see me?
ok, so i am on the desolate island of Gavdos, south of
Crete and I am dirty, have been camping for days,
bathing in the sea, rubbing olive oil on my hair and
washing in cold spring water. Have not looked at
myself for a week at least. For some reason I get the
urge to pluck my eyebrows. yes, really. and when i
take out my tiny compact and peer in--there you are. i
mean just for a flicker of a moment, but it was there,
it was your little chiny expression. weird.
I am glad that you are going home for christmas i was
feeling so guilty. thank you. isn't it great that mom
has a love interest? its so cute! There, that made me feel better than my earlier entry today. Have a good rest of your day, ya'll! | ||
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