(I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.)
Thursday, May 24, 2007
I am standing at the top of a hill while she stands at the bottom looking up at me. We start throwing things at each other, almost as if each item represented some grievance we had against each other. She eventually runs out, but I keep throwing things. She is standing in some water and with each item, the water level rises. She kneels in the water and bows her head, taking the punishment. I am relentless. She is soaked from head to toe, neither protesting or crying, she just sits there quietly.