Nectarines

Jul. 9th, 2010 08:21 pm
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Perfectly ripe nectarines are the most joyous food I know. When you suspect that the next bite might be leathery, but it's smooth, or you anticipate a thrill of bitterness, but it stays drowningly sweet-tart and drenchingly juicy--

As my brain revs and dies each day, and my self-confidence continues to wither, creature pleasures just seem to get better and better. Until a year ago, I would crave entertainment for my quiet moments. Not always, but pretty often. Now, I find sitting on the floor at home and staring out the window to be a pretty satisfying pastime. Not to think. I'm so over contemplation. But to just be eyes and skin, and be empty of numbers, lists, and 10 pt Arial, is like--being a vase of water, purposeful in not-spilling, and nothing else.
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