Yeah, okay light. I GET IT.
POTENTIAL MISINTERPRETATION: AN IMAGINED TRANSLATION INTO ENGLISH FROM A LANGUAGE I DON’T UNDERSTAND.
“LIVING IN THE MOMENT” CHECKLIST
- Distant and distinct hum of air conditioner. (check)
- Even more distant car revving its engine and driving by, Doppler effect, amid a wash of ambient traffic that sounds similar to the tide of the ocean. (check)
- Close laughter, some speaking. A gentle woman’s voice. Sounds of plates clanking as they’re put back in cupboards. (check)
- Laptop pressed flatly against the top of my thighs. A warm imprint that comforts me along with the chill of the breeze. (check)
- The chill of the breeze. (check)
- Now, a helicopter buzzing, far-off, way out in front of me. (check)
- My butt bones, whatever they are, stabbing against the hard front stoop I’m on. (check)
- Vague pain in my ankles. My feet are turned inward awkwardly. Must’ve been the way I first sat down (check)
- My nose getting cold. The pressure of air as I sniff through my nostrils. (check)
- The bony, maroon leaves scattered in the grass. Sections, like discarded limbs, splay onto the pavement. (check)
- My leathery, shiny and worn satchel/messenger bag/man-purse, also lying haphazardly on both the grass and the walkway. (check)
- Crushed cigarette, it’s guts spewing from flat white cylinder. Must be new. Looks very clean, the innards coarse. (check)
- Other things too many to notice that I am unable to record, for I have been let in the front door and the moment has passed. (unchecked)