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Monday, September 29, 2008

As the World Rolls?

Prompt:  I lost a world the other day.  (E. Dickinson)

I lost a world the other day. 

The last time I saw it, it was sitting on my desk --- just beside the big blue dictionary, on top of the bills I have to pay by Friday.  I wonder if it rolled beneath the easy chair, or if the cat batted it into her favorite hiding spot beneath the bookshelf.  It’s not like a clear glass globe was especially important; I’m sure I could find another one just like it at the dollar store.  But I feel like it’s as sign, an omen, a reminder of how very little I have ‘together’. 

Juggling laundry and friends, words and deadlines, money and the television shows that are filling up my DVR, I wonder whether I’ll ever catch up with myself.  I don’t really think I’d be surprised to come out of the kitchen carrying out the trash and meet myself stumbling in the door under a load of library books.  It’s not that hard, this world losing.  It’s all to easy, in fact.

I wonder if the problem is in the shape.  Spheres are slippery; they don’t really lend themselves well to being contained in a palm or on a cluttered desk.  I vote that a cube shaped world would suit my purposes so much better.  People would just have to avoid the edges and corners.  I wonder whom you’d petition to make that suggestion for change.

In the meantime, I guess I’ll spend some time sweeping the corners and searching under the furniture.  That globe paperweight has to be around here somewhere.

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