A dreamy state of mind
Since returning from the Garden of the Tunafishes (Zahara de los atunes) I’ve been in a dreamy state of mind. I thought it would have ended after a week back and jumping straight into work, home, zoo, etc – but really I’m still sort of coasting along on shifting sands. Everything resonates like a dream. I drive down Orleans Avenue and look at the project being rebuilt into the now fashion of separate housing and I think of the Wire and West Baltimore. Then I drive through downtown in my truck with WWOZ playing and I hear Tangle Eyes recording of Drown’d and feel as if five years ago New Orleans was not much different from when I was 6 years old and standing on our screen porch with my dad and watching Hurricane Betsy rip through our street. I sing songs to Tin and I feel as if I’m channeling my mother who sang those songs to me.
Only, it’s all unconnected to time and therefore dreamy and sort of interconnected but almost like everything is threaded together. And today with the rain pouring down and the skies grey, we were unable to get out of the house – I got our for Boot Camp and T walked two sets of dogs – ours and our neighbor who is playing music in Shreveport. The dreaminess continues. . . .