Change 10/10/07

Raining outside, overcast, thinking of buying bulbs to plant this weekend, bulbs, a symbol of hope, thinking ahead to spring. Bulbs, storage of energy in order to burst forth when the sun gets warmer in the spring, resting in the frozen earth all winter. Reading the paper -- news of changing times all over the world, war in Iraq, car wrecks, protest in Burma, discovery of new species, petty crimes, more serious crimes of arson, rape. My body is digesting the food I just ate, oriental chicken, transforming it into smaller particles and molecules that can be used for energy and growth and repair by my body. One thing becomes another. And, what do I do with the energy? I am working today, being productive, thinking, walking. I imagine I hear my phone ring, but it's just my imagination. Sitting, feeling the pressure of my weight on the chair, feeling the waistband of my pants around my waist, a little tight now that my stomach is full. I've also gained some weight in the last few weeks, more changes. Coughing, trying to expel something from my lungs, an itchy throat, catching cold? Thinking that I have to get gas on the way home from work, trying not to forget. My car will remind me.