eta_ta (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} eta_ta) wrote,@ 2006-02-19 18:45:00 |
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Trivia
Today is a day full of trivialities, of small sometimes annoying, sometimes pleasant events that aren't events at all. Not in the sense of Life-Turning Events, which in itself could be small - but deceptively small, "pregnant with worry" (c) - sort of like the Danish cartoons. Or they could be big, known - or staged to be known - in advance to signify importance; you wait with baited breath for the event to occur, only to find out a few time units (however big or small - later) that it wasn't a big deal after all.
Final exam on Matrix Theory, a wedding day, a closing on a house - not a Big Deal. A Cosmopolitan bought by a stranger on October evening few year back; a sketchy car conversation with your spouse of 18 years in front of the doctor's office; a drunkard's antics one glorious morning in the park of the old city - all bombs that blew your life into pieces.
Or there could be standstill days, nor here not there, between the skies and the water, end of the old routine and start of the new. Like when you finally graduated, and whole race of the past half-a-year, permanent lack of sleep, endless rush, no-time-to-look-at-the-mirror' life hit the brakes. No obligations, no appointments, you're free of everybody and everything - and they're free from you. You're not needed, the world is indifferent either you're still here or went to Yekaterinburg feeling sudden urge to look at the jades in Geological Museum.
It was cold and sunny today, my apartment bright, clean and orderly, and one of my orchids blossomed - first time in seven years. The one I bought in the International Orchid Show in the World Financial center when the Towers were still standing , rails of my existence seemed well lubricated and its trains were on schedule. It hasn't bloomed once since then. I did everything - changed the potting medium, sunny window/ shady window, I surrounded it with mist and I placed it in moist atmosphere of the bathroom. No reaction.
Look at them now, my beaties
You tell me, was it a Life-Turner or a No Big Deal day?
Today is a day full of trivialities, of small sometimes annoying, sometimes pleasant events that aren't events at all. Not in the sense of Life-Turning Events, which in itself could be small - but deceptively small, "pregnant with worry" (c) - sort of like the Danish cartoons. Or they could be big, known - or staged to be known - in advance to signify importance; you wait with baited breath for the event to occur, only to find out a few time units (however big or small - later) that it wasn't a big deal after all.
Final exam on Matrix Theory, a wedding day, a closing on a house - not a Big Deal. A Cosmopolitan bought by a stranger on October evening few year back; a sketchy car conversation with your spouse of 18 years in front of the doctor's office; a drunkard's antics one glorious morning in the park of the old city - all bombs that blew your life into pieces.
Or there could be standstill days, nor here not there, between the skies and the water, end of the old routine and start of the new. Like when you finally graduated, and whole race of the past half-a-year, permanent lack of sleep, endless rush, no-time-to-look-at-the-mirror' life hit the brakes. No obligations, no appointments, you're free of everybody and everything - and they're free from you. You're not needed, the world is indifferent either you're still here or went to Yekaterinburg feeling sudden urge to look at the jades in Geological Museum.
It was cold and sunny today, my apartment bright, clean and orderly, and one of my orchids blossomed - first time in seven years. The one I bought in the International Orchid Show in the World Financial center when the Towers were still standing , rails of my existence seemed well lubricated and its trains were on schedule. It hasn't bloomed once since then. I did everything - changed the potting medium, sunny window/ shady window, I surrounded it with mist and I placed it in moist atmosphere of the bathroom. No reaction.
Look at them now, my beaties
You tell me, was it a Life-Turner or a No Big Deal day?
