Snippets

Thoughts that have nothing to do with each other.

Rain
It’s been so long since it has rained consistently that I find myself waking up at night surprised to hear it. A comfort has become a novelty.

Film
“The Descendants” is an exquisite study of grief. Grief is messy, awkward and strange. We make odd choices, cling to strange people and shut out the ones who want to help. Eventually we are able to scrape it together and return to life; a new, unfamiliar definition of normal.

Travel
On a recent trip to the Northwest there was a short time, early in the morning, when the waters of Oyster Bay were perfectly still. No people, no boats, no birds diving for breakfast. A smooth reflection of trees untouched by waves or ripples.

Life
He saved her from a tragedy, and she goes everywhere with him. She is silent, and approaches with a friendly wag, but waits a few feet away until I reach out a hand in greeting. Her back is soft and bony all at once, and her gentle nose nudges my knee. I have never heard her make a sound. It’s almost startling when she appears around my desk or in the hallway, and I think I frightened her once when I gasped. She never stays long, returning to her master’s side. I wish she could tell her story.

Overheard
“It’s the American dream!” said the man with a laugh. “And if you’re American, it’s a nightmare.”

Future
Anticipation is wonderful because something long-awaited is on its way and terrible because it hasn’t yet arrived. Something wonderful is close but all the details haven’t yet fallen into place; I want to rush toward it as fast as possible but don’t want to overlook any important preparation.