Today, at a certain point, I thought, oh god — I don’t exactly know how we’ll survive. Then, I took a slow deep breath while the noise of the running water into the bathtub pretended to be waves and thought, ok, maybe I can make —
—this sentence interrupted by someone looking over my shoulder, what cha writin’? as if in a Ramona Quimby book. It’s private, I whisper with a half-smile, pulling the journal in towards my chest.
Yesterday, the museum was as busy as I’ve ever seen it. It was sooooooo busy, I told him, it was the busiest I’ve ever seen it!, stopping to really think if that was true and it was. And the rooms in the museum were warm and I was carrying three winter coats, quite appropriate for the 30 degree day outside, but inside the rooms were very warm.
You have to walk all the way though one long wing to finally get to the Hall of Gems and Minerals and it’s a long haul to get there and when you get there it is so sparkly and beautiful, but difficult to see because of all the bodies in the way. And she gets angry and pushes her sister out of the way to get a better look at the birthstones and I get angry too because it’s infuriating, no matter how beautiful it all is. I wish I could
We eat cut strawberries in the Great Hall, sitting on the floor where it’s cooler. Then we secretly eat Astronaut Ice Cream (as promised at the start of the long subway ride) on the floor of the ocean, dodging the roving eye of the security guard. It’s dark in the ocean so it’s not hard to hide, especially under the belly of the whale.
My temper is quick this weekend; this weekend I have lost my fuse and cannot locate it until school begins again and then, maybe then, maybe I can make it.