I’m back here in no time at all. I’m not good at these entrances but I gotta start somewhere with the rumbling.
Today’s is a narration of sorts that I wanted to do as poem (not good at those truly but they’re easier to do) but I’m not sure how it’ll come out. I guess I’ll have to write it out first. Anyway, here I go with my narration. This is a narration from recent events actually, about 10 minutes ago as I took a stroll to return to my humble abode.
I’m wearing a long white dress, I like the way it sways just above the ground
I’m in a calm mood, not happy but not sad either. I’m just being.
The night is, well, pretty ordinary. It is dark but cars are cruising by their lights blinding me and fading away in literally a blink of an eye.
I’m walking by the side walk. Alone.
I ordinarily enjoy solo walks. I’m enjoying this one too for the very fact that I have this very poem running through my mind.
I was thinking about writing but I couldn’t as I walked for I had to observe and I had to walk and by the gods not fall in the trench or trip on my own foot (I have a habit of texting as I walk and many a times I bump into people or make a misstep, I’m only yet to actually fall!). Not forgetting these unsafe streets in the dark (a smart phone screen is like fresh blood to the unrelenting vampires that walk these streets) so I saved my narration for now.
Back to the walking, I observe and feel. There isn’t wind, the leaves aren’t even rustling a bit. Nature is dead silent. But the car screeches ruin the quiet moment after moment. The air doesn’t even seem to touch my skin, I can’t feel it.
I look up at the sky, nothing. I look away disappointed but I look again, longer this time and a smile flashes my face momentarily. There are stars and a moon. The moon is about three quarters full and the stars shine boringly in the full sky. It’s like they are shining extra shift in the work
day night. My face is soon crunched in a thoughtful frown. “These stars aren’t even actually here, they lived a couple of years ago” I think and my mind (as usual) conjures up something: “What seems real may actually not be and the reality may not become apparent to us until it’s too late!” In this case, the stars we see aren’t even in existence but the ones in existence, we can’t see or fathom. That’s the absurdity of life. I’m proud of myself for such boring thoughts and they take me up for part of the journey.
I try to take notice of things around me, anything else but the evening is so basic. There is nothing special (leave alone the consolations of the world that everything is special in its own way) and I’m just walking and thinking and rumbling to myself.
I’m actually talking to myself as I walk, in the dark. There are other people in this planet. Not so far away, people are walking by and this entire time I’ve been talking to myself like a crazy ghost (the long dress is white 👻). I chuckle at my silliness and stop the rumbling, of course no one would recognise me and besides no one has time for crazies, spare time to observe a girl walking by. I’m just any other drop in the ocean. Phew, I’m safe on the mental case, for now!
And besides, I’m almost reaching home. I compose myself better, my thoughts become distracted as I anticipate the comfort I’m going to be in.
Before I forget or feel shy to put it here, as I walked and laughed at the ordinariness of the night, the thought of that one person crossed my mind and I said to myself, “even on an ordinary and basic night like this, when I’m not on a low or a high, I think about you” and it made me wonder when in my life I wouldn’t. When?
Well, this ended up being a narration far away from a poem but I’m only glad, I shared my basic evening with you. After the thoughts and observation, the ordinary seems interesting anyway and I felt is worth sharing. So thank you for the company and letting me share with you.
Have a blessed week ahead, full of ordinary and highs.
An ordinary drop in the ocean on an ordinary night
Sarah A N 💚
PS: I always write the titles last which is why there is French (spicing things up😂) and I’m listening to Lana Del Rey, “Born to die” sensational album.