Friday, September 19, 2008


Charlie Brown: What can you do when you don't fit in? What can you do when life seems to be passing you by?
Lucy: Follow me. I want to show you something. (They get to the top of a hill.) See the horizon over there? See how big this world is? See how much room there is for everybody? Have you ever seen any other worlds?
Charlie Brown: No.
Lucy: As far as you know, this is the only world there is, right?
Charlie Brown: Right.
Lucy: There are no other worlds for you to live in, right?
Charlie Brown: Right.
Lucy: You were born to live in this world, right?
Charlie Brown: Right.
Lucy: WELL LIVE IN IT THEN! Five cents please.

I've been having a Charlie Brown week. I had to go to the eye doctor because I thought I scratched my cornea a couple weeks ago, then when it never got better I assumed I was going blind and the thought of this brought me to tears in the waiting room, and then I scolded myself, Don't cry in the optometrist waiting room, they're going to look into your eyes and KNOW. There was an eyelash that was poking me, causing abrasions on my own eye. The doctor had to pluck it. I feel better now.

I spilled half a water bottle in my lap when I was trying to open it one-handed using my knees, sitting on a curb somewhere around 16th and 5th Ave. Wrong choice, opening a water bottle with your knees.


Anonymous said...

i am glad your eye is better.

Meggy_FFW said...

I'm glad your eye is better too. But I gotta say, should that ever happen again, it is not so bad to be blind in one eye. I am blind in one eye and I get along in the world. Take care, L.

julia said...

i just read this and thought only of you, and new york, and good things on an express train heading your way, and how much i miss you!

"you can take it with you"
by josephine jaconsen

2 little girls who live next door
to this house are on their trampoline.
the window is closed, so they are soundless.

the sun slants, it is going away;
but now it hits full on the trampoline
and the small figure on each end.

alternately they fly up to the sun,
fly, and rebound, fly, are shot
up, fly, are shot up up.

one comes down in the lotus
position. the other, outdone,
somersaults in air. their hair

flies too. nothing, nothing, noth
ing can keep keep them down. the air
sucks them up by the hair of their heads.

i know all about what is
happening in this city at just
this moment, every last

grain of dark, i conceive.
but what i see now is
the 2 little girls flung up

flung up, the sun snatch
ing them, their mouths rounded
in gasps. they are there, they fly up.

Leigh Stein said...

meggy, i had forgotten that (though how could i forget?) and not only do you get along fine, but you excel at things that require eyesight, like fabulous outfits and novel writing. no more crying at the optometrist.

julia, i love that, i want to show it to hattie, and then i want to find a trampoline.