It’s raining while I’m writing. And I’m thinking about things. Things I’m packing, things that are following me to Pennsylvania on Friday. Jewelry and clothes and books and paper clips and notes from friends and shampoo and paper and too many shoe boxes and bobby pins and boots and notebooks and two teddy bears of varying sizes and a couple very tiny ceramic pigs.
I’m working on a story right now, and the other day I had the distinct pleasure of listing the contents of a character’s room. The list was longer and less sensible than the one above. I really like it. I like imagining all those things piled together with no seeming order.
Though I don’t know many people rich (or silly) enough to have one, I have never liked the idea of a room that looks like this.
It looks like the place Darth Vader would go to relax. Even the plants are dead. Give my little Victorian heart clutter any day.
Beautiful, beautiful unmatching clutter.
Touchable, holdable, lovable things. Things that sit on your desk and wall, and say, “Remember?”(which leads to another “Remember?”…and another and another.)
Remember intercampus mail?
Remember the time Reb made you stop dressing your boy bear in girl clothes?
Remember when you wrapped food up in a napkin to look like a purse and sneak it out of the gala, but then you had to stop in the photo booth first?
Remember when Karen first fell in love with giraffes?
Remember that second day of seventh grade when you were so scared to go back that you threw up, but then you found a brand-new, sunshine yellow beanie baby in your backpack?
Remember your cousins when they were little and grinny?
Remember when George used to sign all correspondence “From a loving brother”?
Remember kindergarten when you were all set to marry Spencer Hill and be a rescue nurse in forsaken places like Nevada?
Remember when you got to fill a new (to you) room and year with these things, and smile at them? Oh, wait. No you don’t. That happens on Saturday. Excellent.
Glad you liked the bear, dear. Enjoy the blessings of life, and don’t fear.