"Another Monday, Two Months Later"

Well, it's been a long time because I'm in the middle of a string of three 4-week-long classes. During the first two (CAPD and dysphagia), I also had clinic, which took up a lot of extra time, what with all the driving, planning, and clients. It was busy and crazy, and I'm glad I did it, but I'm glad it's over. Today I started a new class, Cranio-Facial Anomalies.

In celebration, over the weekend, we watched The Fall, ate Mexican food, and went to church. Our church has a summer initiative to encourage people to take a walk together after the service. We decided to go along as the group walked to Perkin's. It was certainly nice to talk to new people. I'm reminded of one of my favorite Rod McKuen poems, "Another Monday, Two Months Later," which I have severely abridged and butchered below:

"Now I have the time
to see bad movies
and read bad books
aloud to you.
I can now waste time
on you and on myself.

"I've always wanted
to watch flowers open
all the way,
however long the process took.

"I'd hoped that I might
take you traveling
down the block
or to wherever,
now I have the time."

Now I have the time to finally replace the handkerchief that I lost in the snow (or drastically misplaced) sometime during the spring semester. The original was one of the first handkerchiefs I had embroidered, with a vine and red flowers on the corner. It was always in my coat pocket and then one day...it wasn't. I wanted to include birds, so I designed one with a birdhouse and flowers. I decided that the birds did not need legs after all. In the future, we will create birds that hover.


Now I have the time to make mighty muffins in the afternoon and to wash the dishes. I have always wanted to read a textbook in my big brown chair and enjoy learning things, while drinking tea and daydreaming about vampires.

-吴碧芙