Will my life be fatal? I found this inquiry written boldly to stand out between subjects in my journal. I had to notice it as I was combing the print for creative prompts.
It’s important to ask myself these questions. They are internal murmurs that invisibly rise to the page. Questions that arrive hammering: fixing their point firmly in place.
While I’m not thinking of an answer I decide to return to the ongoing list of “100 Things”. Here are 25 more things I notice and ‘love’ in my life:
- Dappled light on trunks of trees.
- The noise of a car accelerating with a hole in its muffler.
- Toasted crumpets.
- Fresh heavy cream.
- Bright daylight spilling into the kitchen, scattering patterns all over the breakfast dishes.
- All kinds, colors, and shapes of glass bottles and jars.
- Seeing children in the neighborhood playing and growing with the seasons.
- Squirrels and mud turtles.
- Puddles full of rainwater.
- Anything magenta.
- Breaks in “spells”.
- The sound of an airplane flying over the roof of the house on a peaceful summer afternoon.
- Layers of chipped paint.
- Pink ballet slippers.
- All shades of red hair and platinum blonde.
- Hot fudge poured generously over hard vanilla ice cream.
- Birds chirping “earnestly” to one another.
- The aroma that comes from grinding my own coffee beans in the Braun.
- Sometimes when the moon looks like a beautiful white ceramic woman…
- Carbon paper.
- Strong winds along the water lifting my hair off my shoulders and rearranging it ‘any old way’.
- Lingering over a magazine rack.
- Weather so warm we turn off the heat and pile the old cast iron radiators high with books.
- Finding money in the pockets of clothing while sorting the washing.
- I think about what I would say if I wasn’t me.
Copyright © 2009 Nicole Rigets