Tag: Dallas

Common Things, Rare To Me

~ Kate Yemelyanov ~ Leave a comment

Dallas is full of these birds in certain areas. They are called Grackles. They fascinate me.

I couldn’t wind down to sleep last night when I finally went to bed at 2:30 AM. I was not partying hearty so I will count it as a rare instance of insomnia. It was followed by fitful sleep and strange dreams of librarians in camouflage attempting to rebuild literary society in a post-apocalyptic water world that was part swampy reading room, part a warren of Bronx apartments, and part an imaginary “edge of the world” locale that appeared to be an ancient system of locks for sea navigation. Twisty Faster was the keeper of the swampy reading room and she let me sit with her and a bunch of kittens even though she vaguely disapproved of my ecological mores.

This morning is not being kind to me. Has anyone invented an adrenalin version of the Epi-Pen or caffeinated shower mist? If not, can someone please get on that immediately?

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Distractions Continue

~ Kate Yemelyanov ~ 1 Comment

My work trip to Dallas has been excellent so far. I got in a couple days’ worth of happy fun time to start, which was an incredible mood boost. My hotel is charming and old-fashioned, combining the fragrance of old wood under multiple coats of paint with a spring breeze smell. It evokes memories of traveling the world in my 20s. That illusion of youth must account for my extreme emotional volatility today. I started the day almost giddy, but now it’s raining and grey. I’m tired and I want a cigarette. I won’t have one, though. I’m gonna eat some bon-bons and look pensively out the window* instead. Take that, world!

* Actually going to do stuff for work on computer until the next event on my schedule. I will not actually stare out the window, but I will sigh and scowl a lot. Chocolate bon-bons will be consumed.