Smelling the Hay
This is the point in the movie when our weary protagonists prematurely celebrate their survival and triumph, letting down their guard just long enough for the villain to rise from […]
This is the point in the movie when our weary protagonists prematurely celebrate their survival and triumph, letting down their guard just long enough for the villain to rise from […]
Hector tells me that I looked like a triumphant madman when I stomped back into our bunk yesterday. I do remember being a bit bug-eyed and over-caffeinated, but it had […]
Past couple of days have predictably been a bit of a blur. Back and forth between the ship and station so many times that I often forget whether I am […]
Of course it was going to be overwhelming. The sensory overload, the people, the unfamiliar maze of corridors and walkways that make up the station. The rush to get everything […]
Even asleep, your body knows. The shape of the water, the way the ship moves. It’s a different, quieter dance – we’ve entered another world. Outside, once you’ve thrown on […]
Yesterday was…I’m not goingto talk about yesterday other than to say that the Promethazine let me down. I got out of sync with my dosing, and by the ship’s […]
I’ve always loved that moment of disorientation, in the dark of a movie theater, right after the previews have ended. You’ve been barraged by lights and sounds of half a […]
Plan A was that we’d be on the ship today, underway on Saturday. We’re on Plan D, or E or F now, and the farthest I’ve gotten was two days […]
These past two days have been disorienting. I keep pausing, the way one does when stepping back into daylight after a long, emotionally-gripping movie. Which of my emotions, which of my memories come from my actual life, and which form this other world I have come from? Sometimes it’s hard to remember, to be sure which is which.
Last night I heard the frogs again. Sure, there was still frost on the pasture this morning, but when you start hearing the frogs at night, you know that spring […]