Amelia feels stressed and distressed
Too tired for productivity
Too late for adventure
Too busy for love
Too early for bed
She looks at the pile of laundry
–reminds her of one hundred unanswered emails
Oh, sweet procrastination!
Amelia runs the dishwasher and sweeps the floor
while adding items to a mental list
Amelia remembers the big day with a personal deadline
Unclaimed thoughts disrupt her prioritisation attempt
tasks deadlines duties hobbies meetings love notes reports reviews jazz hopes reminders clocks
tik tok tik tok tik tok tiK tIK TIK!
Amelia’s heart is up-tempo
–her knees flutter like humming-bird wings
She lies down –right there right then
Desperately
Amelia scrolls her options
No time for therapy
No reason to cry
No energy to laugh
No mood for exercise
No peace for yoga
No! NO!
Amelia takes control!
She closes her eyes
takes three deep breaths
one two three
paces her heartbeat
relaxes her imagination
Sparkling butterflies spread a breeze of perfume
[ Colorlight ]
Amelia’s face golden-glows under a blissful sun
[ Ocean waves ]
He hugs her tenderly while kissing her lips
It’s ecstasy day at 2am and she dreams stories I want to live
Amelia floats on the liquid of love and calmness
She bathes in daydreams and forgives
invents a story weaving strands of reality and dreams
Amelia experiences passion and an ethereal eternity
Reality will come back
Amelia will meet the deadline
–with a pleasant smile and a fuelled heart
Laundry will be done and emails answered
Amelia rests in the fiction of imaginary realism
Chaos relaxes into ordered fractals
What’s the point of procrastination if love finds you tired?
_____Adriana Citlali
XXV-V-MMXV
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May 25, 2015 at 2:51 am
This is quite a tale. I enjoyed the pace, the details. the ‘floating on the liquid of love and calmness.’ A very rich write.
May 25, 2015 at 7:49 pm
Thank you, Mary. I am so happy to read that you enjoyed the pace. It is not always easy to write it with only words and spaces… 🙂
May 25, 2015 at 2:52 am
Amelia has a busy mind at 2 am. I like how the accumulation of information and details make her so real, maybe because she shares some traits with her and can recognize the procrastination we so often try to avoid.
May 25, 2015 at 7:47 pm
Amelia was really busy (mind-busy) last night, but I bet she feels much better today!
May 25, 2015 at 5:52 am
So nice to let all that go.. but as far as I am concerned now..
pre-retirement life that I always relish before
is really a bitter pickle
compared to that imaginary
place
come alive..
in gaining new tires
re
tired..:)
Honestly I forget all about
what it feels like to be five years
old until I become five years
old again.. before the fast
track to all of
cultural
illusions does
come then..:)
Anyway.. i visit the river
of 5 years old where i live
today.. in the same
patch of dirt that is
long since torn down
home.. then…
And yes.. truly
i
am
5
again..:)
And now I’m big
enough to do
whatever hell
I want..
on top
of
that..;)
With not even a bully
to
come
in Kindergarten
abuse..;)
And thanks.. Adrianna.. you just
provide the inspiration
for my own form
of Memorial day
post..
ending back
home
FREE
AGAIN..:)
May 25, 2015 at 7:44 pm
I am so pleased to have inspired those beautiful words, those thoughts of freedom… that ephemeral reality that allows one to enjoy memories and reshape them with new light.
🙂
May 25, 2015 at 7:59 pm
Well.. that’s super cool.. as that response you do..
here.. is equally beautiful and inspiring!..:)
Humans are great
when they work
together!
Have a
great
now!
May 25, 2015 at 12:48 pm
oh that buildup until 2am.. how can procrastination be so stressful?. Love your little scientific touch with chaos into ordered fractals.. (but i guess it’s almost a joke between physicists)..
May 25, 2015 at 7:46 pm
Thanks, Björn.
Allow me to quote Einstein: “As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain, and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality.”
May 25, 2015 at 7:47 pm
Ha.. sounds like any math that try to describe complexity.
May 25, 2015 at 9:21 pm
Amelia is my alter-ego….so how I feel at times. I love the form you devleoped here, Adriana
June 8, 2015 at 7:22 pm
I’m sure Amelia appreciates been your alter ego. 😉 I know I do.