Mortimer Jay: Oh hello there! Now how is thee doing today? Heather: Oh hi. Not bad. Sleepy. I woke up at 2am with a ke$ha song stuck in my head. You? Mortimer Jay: oh no!!!! that filthy Kesha she is a mess!!!! I’m doing fine just eating myself some dinner!!!! Heather: She is! I cant say im a fan. She is on the radio all day at work so it gets stuck in my head. Your friends are eating my cats for dinner. i hope you have better. Mortimer Jay: oh poor you listening to kesha all day!! I usually listen to Bach or Mozart it depends on my mood. And you also mentioned work were is it exactly you work? Heather: I am a fan of bizet myself. I work at a bakery Mortimer Jay: Oh that must be so fun! What kinds of sweets do you make? I would eat sweets all day if I could but I must watch those calories don’t want to get fat now! Heather: Pastries and such. Im pretty sure that sweets make you fat is a myth. Yep. I eat them all the time and im still skinny Mortimer Jay: Oh aren’t you lucky! If I ever saw you I’m sure it’s true. Heather: Yep. I make calorie free pastries. You should try them Mortimer Jay: Now that’s clever! Heather: Thats me! Mortimer Jay: fancy! How was your day? Heather: Not bad. Work was interesting. Just me and my bosses pretty much. Then the store was out of flea collars. Made a plan for flea eviction. Mortimer Jay: Oh you are silly! Poor fleas but you sure can’t have fleas in a bakery! Heather: Nope! That would be gross Mortimer Jay: Ewwwwwww!!! Oh and how are your cats doing? Heather: Ida doesnt seem to mind too much even though i think she has more. Bea seems a little more unhappy. Mortimer Jay: Aww! poor them! well since you got them medicine I’m sure the fleas will leave. Heather: Leave this plan of existence… They have eggs to destroy too Mortimer Jay: Oh no! Well I must bid you good night now! Heather: Alright! Have a good one
(207)???-????: [Picture of my car sitting in the parking lot at my apartment] stalking !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mwahahaha me: Aieeee (207)???-????: You better check under your bed tonight !!!!!! (207)???-????: I might just be there !!!! me: Watch out for the fleas! (207)???-????: Oh you don’t know me!!!! I could just be a flea !!! me: Noooooooooo theyve got phones now! (207)???-????: oh and iPads too these darn new gadgets are so handy !!! me: Indeed. Is there an app for fleas who stalk? (207)???-????: umm i think it might be called blood tracker. me: Eww (207)???-????: don’t make fun of species!!! (207)???-????: of my species me: I wont make fun of your species if you stop gnawing on my cats. Theyve got frontline on them now, so your friends dont have long for this world (207)???-????: Oh no worries we have already moved on. me: Ok. Im still going to be spraying the bejeezus out of the apt just incase (207)???-????: so… I believe the name is heather. How are you? me: Not bad, you? I dont recognize your # (207)???-????: oh right I haven’t introduced myself the name’s Mortimer Jay and I’m doing fine indeed. me: Mortimer jay, eh? (207)???-????: yup sure is me: Well, morty, ive got to go teach a class now so ill have to ttyl (207)???-????: oh golly have your self a flea biting time !! me: You know it!
Sitting, leaning my head against the wall, clean towel hanging, pinned between my head and the wall.
the fresh scent and rough feel remind me first not of a past boyfriend dumping a hamper of straight-from-the-dryer towels on a cold day, but of folding towels with mum when i was little. they make me think of the built-in linen cabinet in the hallway. the drawers where the towels go. the cabinet where the calgon and bubble bath lived.
calgon take me away.
then i think of the drawers with kitchen towels in the kitchen. how sometimes things were hidden among them. how mum still hides things in drawers among the contents.
I miss the way things were, it makes me sad when I remember I can never go places i once went and they would still be the same way. places change. sometimes drastically. i have no control over it.
some things feel so important to hang onto. little moments. so many little moments. they slip away too easily.
