Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wednesdays Unplugged Redux
(An Teachín, finished on the outside, pic taken Tuesday, snow is gone again).
This experiment of unplugged Wednesdays is truly amazing.
I look forward to it. Plan carefully for it and then let the wind take me where it will.
Nothing exciting at all. Maybe grocery shopping, maybe a movie, though what St. John's has to offer is depressing - the demographic has to be hormonal, grammatically challenged 13 year old boys with a blood lust.
I read a lot on my Wednesdays and work internally on the new play, for my best ideas have always come while driving. I meet some friends, sometimes. But mostly I am alone. Newfoundland is a place one talks to strangers. There is a natural curiousity that I love in Newfoundlanders who pick up on my accent and have to know right then and there where I am from and when I confirm, yes, Ireland, there is unbridled joy: the Homeland! So then I have to get into the journey that brought me here and then it is their turn. It is all about clan and family and outports and connections.
The voicemails wait on my phones.
The emails nest together irritably.
Facebook updates slide sideways.
Lexulous boards are anxious.
Now I haven't gone to two days unplugged yet. But we'll see.