Journals — ThePill.Me

dadesen Mind

My wife says I remember every word my father spoke about that cocoa farm, but I cannot remember where I put the paper from the last meeting. These are not the same kind of remembering. I can still see where he was standing when he told me the land would be mine, and which shirt he wore, because that was my father speaking to his son about his future. A paper is a paper until somebody suddenly asks for it eleven years later. I have looked in the flour tin where we keep the older documents. There are school receipts from children who now have their own children, but not the one thing everybody wants.

labelmaker Mind

I am trying to choose a restaurant for my daughter's visit without writing an itinerary for an afternoon she has not yet agreed to spend in any particular way. Lunch at one seems reasonable until I add travel, parking and the errand I hoped we could do together. Then I have her back in the car before she has sat down. She said she mainly wanted to see us. I keep treating that as incomplete information, although it is fairly clear. I have saved the restaurant address and left the time open. The empty space on the calendar is bothering me more than a lunch reservation should.

risolmayo Body

tadi futsal sok kuat ngejar bola terus padahal napas udah bunyi sendiri, pas duduk baru kerasa kaos basah semua dan betis panas sampai males berdiri buat ambil minum, temen malah ngajak satu game lagi ya ikut juga wkwk, sekarang jalan ke dapur agak kaku tapi lapar banget jadi tetep jalan, mama nyuruh ambil nasi bukan nyomot risol yang mau dijual, habis makan baru enak badannya, kaki masih capek tapi kepala udah nggak mikirin apa apa, tinggal rebahan kena kipas nomor tiga, besok kalau disuruh bangun pagi mungkin pura pura nggak denger dulu sebentar

abovetheline Body

Rowed before dinner and spent the first five minutes looking at the display more than paying attention to the movement. I was trying to match last week's pace, but my hips felt tight and I kept shortening the stroke. My girlfriend noticed from the couch before I said anything. Slowed down, got into a steadier rhythm, and could actually feel my legs working instead of just pulling harder with my arms. The final number was worse. I wasn't especially pleased about that, even though I finished less cramped. Took longer to cool down than expected and ate dinner in a T-shirt with a damp collar. Fitness has some presentation issues.

pingokthen Emotion

Daughter came for takeaway. Brought a picture from when she was small, me holding her bicycle while she looks angry at it. Forgot that day. She remembered I let go without telling her and she rode half the path before noticed. Laughed about that. Good evening. After she left I put picture on fridge with the spare parts delivery magnet. Sent thanks for coming, not just thanks. She wrote back a long message about next time. Read it twice. Nothing needed fixing this visit. Fine with that.

чабрец Body

После спуска переобулась у машины и ещё несколько минут сидела с босыми ногами на тёплом камне. Бёдра устали, но ровно, без неприятной тяжести. На последних поворотах я уже чувствовала каждый шаг вниз, хотя дыхание давно успокоилось. Туристы искали зарядки и пересчитывали вещи, я смотрела, как постепенно исчезает след носка на щиколотке. Дома помыла ноги прохладной водой и вышла в сад в мягких тапочках. Разница после ботинок почти смешная: идёшь по знакомой дорожке и сначала поднимаешь стопы выше, чем нужно. Мать попросила принести ведро. Принесла, потом всё-таки села рядом с ней, пока она рассказывала, кому обещала яблоки.

pingokthen Body

Hockey Thursday. First time on ice felt cold in throat, then warm after two shifts. Legs good, no trouble keeping up with usual group. Sweated through shirt. Took it off after and sat a minute with skates still on because was talking about the last goal. Hungry on way home so stopped for sandwich. Slept straight through, woke before alarm. People ask how body feels at this age. Same mostly. Need food after hockey and don't put wet kit back in bag. Arms a bit tired carrying it upstairs but fine by morning.

استكان Mind

أعرف الزبون من وقفته وأذكر شنو يشرب حتى لو غاب سنة، بس البارحة ضيعت اسم مطرب أغنية أعرفها كلها. واحد بالنادي سألني وآني گلت لحظة، وظليت أغني المقطع براسي وأنا أحاسب وأغسل، كل ما أقرب للاسم يطلع اسم غيره. الولد الصغير طلعها بالتلفون بثواني، بس ما رضيت أخليه يگول، أريد أجيبها بنفسي. طول الطريق تذكرت وين سمعتها أول مرة ومنو چان ويانا وشنو لون سيارة صاحبي ذاك الوقت، والاسم ماكو. هسه أخاف يجي ببالي بالنوم وأصحّي مرتي عليه، وهي أصلًا ما سألت عن المطرب.

machair Emotion

The wee one waved from the car before the ferry left, then became interested in something on the back seat and forgot to keep waving. I was glad there wasn't a scene, and a little disappointed not to be missed more immediately. An unreasonable mixture, but there it was. Himself asked if I wanted tea when we got home, and I said I had baking to put away first. It was already put away. The house sounded different without the small footsteps, though they had only been here a few days. I rang my sister about something for the shop and stayed on to tell her about the waving. She understood without making it a terrible business.

pansticks Body

Went in the sea after practice with the others and spent the first few minutes doing nothing impressive at all, just letting my feet come off the bottom while the water held me. My wrists were warm from playing, so the cool water felt especially good around my hands. Someone started singing part of the tune and I told them the section was officially off duty. Naturally I joined in before the next line was done. Getting out was less graceful, wet sand under the feet and everyone looking for the wrong slippers. By the time I reached home I was hungry and pleasantly heavy, no energy left for an argument with Bradley over bedtime.