A day of snow and different images
A friend sent an article from the Atlantic about how your last sensation is the one you perceive the strongest, so that sometimes what you think you experienced was not what really happened.
Today, I woke still peaked from this virus and looked out the window to see snow. Then the electricity went off and as the house grew colder, I finally took Loca outside to see what the snow was all about. My neighbor had made a snow woman with stones for nipples and radishes for eyes so she had this druggie aesthetic about her look.
My other neighbor came out and wanted a photo of herself in front of her house. Then I had her take one of me – only I was swaddled from head to toe so she could have been taking a photo of a coat hanger for all it mattered.
Then the electricity wasn’t coming back on but I was able to heat my tea on the gas stove.
Then the clocks were all wrong but I realized I was running late for a doctor’s appt as my doc had managed to slip me into a cancelled appointment – and when I got there it was jamming as no one had showed up in the morning and had all come apres snow!
They had to do this procedure on my sore ears that are inflamed from this virus and that sent my equilibrium on tilt.
At some point this felt like the longest day in the world but I realized that it was because nothing about it was familiar from start to finish. And for that reason, the sensation of time was elongated and my sensory system was being constantly engaged from staying warm to seeing white to having my ears prodded and almost fainting.
So when I read the article, it was a perfect summation of a mind-bending day.