Thursday, May 15, 2003
Because I was inspired, and similarly boredKrissa's thursday and friday posts always tend to be large accumulations of one thing or another, and I think it's finally time to mimic her.
These are my memories. Please reference Krissa's post to put it all in perspective. I haven't lived nearly as many places as she has, and I might throw in one or two that were only month-long abodes just to spice it up a bit, but for those who were there maybe it will be a teeny bit interesting.
Gallatin, TN 1980 - 1993
Three dogwoods in a row, mine taller and skinner than the rest
Picking up trash along the front of the yard
The Cutlass, with initials scratched into the backs of the seats
Meeting Sarah at the corner
Sitting in the driveway, missing my dad
Numerous manifestations of being "accident prone"
The neverending yellow-and-greenness of my room
Soddy-Daisy, TN 1993 - 1998
Learning the value of porch time
My first and worst bestfriend
Late night trips to Chester Frost Park
Staying on the phone so long that my ear hurt
The wisdom and humor of Katie in our ongoing note correspondence
Pre-competition Mock Trial sex talks
Knoxville, TN 1998 - 2002
Moving the coffee table and Destiny's Child
The religion of starbucks
My bench outside the library
East Stadium Hall 130 and the cult of the LRC
The smell of old plastic in the paleo cast lab
Double Tray Days in Dr. Logan's class
Trolley Rides
The KAT bus
My tree at Taliwa
The pink bathroom
Walking with a purpose
The giant vent outside Humanities
Fountain swimming
Fountain bubble blowing
Nail-polish parties
The Laundry Channel
Unicoi Mountain, NC Summer 2000
Dampness everywhere.
Dirt everywhere.
Knowing what it's like to be damp and dirty at the same time.
Learning that butterflies eat poo.
That hour long ten mile drive to civilization
Homesickness so strong that I finally learned what people mean when they say they cried themselves to sleep.
Learning that I really could do anything.
The feeling of unshaven legs against sleeping bag nylon.
Washington, DC Summer 2001
Long walks in skirts and uncomfortable shoes.
Windowless offices.
Escaping to exhibits, learning on lunch.
Learning how to drink inappropriately
The buzz of the big city
The glory of a working mass-transit system
The bucket guy outside Natural History
Cranberry muffins and coffee
Lily Thursdays
That desperate sense of wishing I knew how to be cool
Oxford, MS Summer 2002
Penny pitchers.
Thinking an alarm was going off somewhere far away for almost a month, then realizing it was locusts.
The freedom of mobility.
Oppressive heat.
The smell of magnolias, moving into the smell of baked earth.
The terror of the p.s. shack.
Sunflower parking lot, Indianola, MS.
My porch or yours?
Many, many cigarettes.
Greenville, MS 2002 - 2003
The solace of the porch.
Fading glory of Washington Ave.
"Are you goin' outside?"
The feeling of perpetual motion.
and perpetual unrest.
and constant reevaluation.
and homesickness. always homesickness.
Heather at 11:05 AM
