The Late Night Mind: April 2010

The early mist hung in wet sheets along the valley under a band of bright emerging stars. Yet she sat quite still, but I’m sure her soul was dancing.
Without a flicker of emotion, as if she’s always had to endure in silence the things life imposed on her, she told me everything.
After she finished silence hovered around us, letting the last of her words paint the air I breathed in.
‘Do you know what “ecstasy” means? It comes from the Greek and means, “to stand outside yourself”. She looked out at the corrugated pink sky. “Spending the whole day outside yourself is asking too much of the body and soul. But, when we free ourselves, we are freeing all humanity.”

A series of thoughts crossed my mind: friends who worry about things that haven’t yet happened; acquaintances who manage to fill every minute of their lives with tasks that seem to me absurd; senseless conversations; long telephone calls in which nothing of any importance is ever said.
It doesn’t matter how we were greeted, but with it came coffee, cigarettes, mineral water, lines quoted by Robert Frost. The romanticism of youth demands that we make very radical stances. But when one does so with a mouthful of smoke, it defeats the whole purpose.
If only there were a sun who spread light and warmth wherever he went, enlightening those who thought beyond their horizons. But now all there is, is one that is disappearing, being replaced by its night co-worker.
I won’t ever understand the blank spaces.

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