Remind me to check the price of a BOSS tuner pedal.
Remind me to pick up my new favorite cereal, the one with Tony the Tiger on it that isn't 'Frosted Flakes' but some kind of 'Honeycomb' knock off that doesn't taste much like 'Honeycomb' and is browner.
Remind me that I need to set up a bank account at the Korean Exchange Bank to transfer money home cheaper.
Remind me to harass HSBC because they said they'd get back to me about my Korea money transfer question in two days and it's been two weeks.
Remind me that it's Friday and I told myself I would stay in. Remind me it's because of that story I'm supposed to finish by Tuesday.
Remind me that all the books I stole from
Remind me that I need to go shopping for presents.
Remind me that I need to know how to play at least four of my band's songs on the ukulele by tomorrow 1pm. I'll forget trying to remember all these other things.
Remind me to look for coloured sharpies to finish the t-shirt I am drawing on.
Remind me as well to remember all the other things I need to remember that are too confidential for a blog. I'll know what you mean.
Remind me that it's Friday and I told myself I would stay in.
ReplyDeleteI look down on the streets, the city, the people, the sprawling land. With vision bordering on omniscient I see behind me, to the right of me, the left. Behind me the land rolls, and the sky blazes blue. From the front I cut a profile towering above all. The ocean stretches to the right. Far away though, across the sea, I witness what seemed impossible. A mountain collapsing to the ground, down to just a shoulder mountain. The equivalent of a man weighed down, on one knee, looking up. A mountain in shambles, a shoulder. I hope for an earthquake, nothing else can raise a mountain, or a fallen mountain. But the sea is vast, and the mountain range I sit in, the most powerful of all is far from the collapsing peak. I've moved the Earth before though. Yet only at great need.
"...FRIDAY...MYSELF...IN"
The Mountain looms, singular for the first time since its rise. Great need is upon us.
So, I take refuge deeper into the mountains, where my brethren roam, where we are joined by gondolas, where people move in the thousands from Australia to live amongst us, to worship us. Where I will scream from rooftops and grasp the bodies of beautiful playthings. Then, the Earth will shake.