anything green, please

this is a slow-starting day. it’s almost time for me to go get something for lunch, but i’m just now starting to wake up. of course, it’s my own damn fault for staying out so late.
after road to perdition, en route to take karen home to kits, we took a detour through stanley park and wandered around second beach a while. i swung on the swings, took a couple of pictures and fell off a curb with a resounding thud and gratitude it was dark so no one could see how much i blushed for embarrassment. on the way across the bridge home, i caught a glimpse of the full moon rising above the city & reflecting in the harbour. i just had to find a place to photograph it (if i could have, i would have stopped in the middle of the bridge and taken the shot). i drove to ambleside, but that was too low and by the time i got to higher ground the moon had risen enough to shrink, ruining the effect. i was not pleased. i was even less pleased that i had to go home to my hotbox of an apartment. the night was so lovely and cool. i very nearly kept driving just to be outside.
today, i’m being ginger with my knees, neck and back to make sure that i a) didn’t do any damage with my fall; and, b) don’t exacerbate any such damage. plus i’m exhausted for not getting to bed until after midnight. it’s all very wrong, this working thing. i need a sabbatical.
now that my car isn’t smelly, i’m infused with a false sense of security concerning it’s mechanical soundness. this is making me dream of road trips. oddly enough, it’s making me dream of road trips to the island. i want to go to buchart gardens and take pictures of blanchard elementary where i spent second grade. i wonder if there is still a park across the street from the apartment building i lived in? i want to find that little country store where mom would take me for bubble gum ice cream cones. i want to, finally, stop at goldstream park. i want to go to my favourite spot on the entire island to commune with the otters and walk the rocks. i want to go to sooke because i like the way it sounds. i want to go to gabriola and get back into touch with the place where i was conceived. i want to have lunch at fast eddie’s and play “brown eyed girl” on the juke box. who’s coming with me?
i put together a little week in review. enjoy it.