The shape of things to become

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Not pictured: iPhone picture.

This morning I put my iPhone in the dresser drawer. I’m going to try to do without it for a day, and if that works, two days. It feels ridiculous to be in a place where I don’t need to be connected, and yet I can’t stop checking weather and email and Facebook and rock tumbler reviews. I did want to call Liz today. Maybe I can take it out just once, to use only as a phone, if I put it back right after.

It will never stop, the sand shifting from year to year, sometimes a wider beach or a narrower one, sometimes the shipwreck visible and sometimes not. It will never stop, but we will. We’ll get too old to climb Baldy, then too old to get to the big beach, then finally too old to come at all. Or perhaps before any of that, some of us will just tire of the place and its preciousness or its sameness or whatever we choose to accuse it of, while it goes on just the same, black squirrels scurrying through pine forests, dune grass looking at the water, stones polishing themselves in the waves.

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4 thoughts on “The shape of things to become”

  1. This brought tears to my eyes. You are such a beautiful writer. Now, get back to that big beach. It may or may not be waiting for you. xoxoxo … PS … you must let me know what Rock Tumbler is. I may need it! 🙂

    1. So, a rock tumbler is a machine that polishes rocks and glass into…shiner, smoother rocks and glass. I looked at a few models and was pretty overwhelmed by the divergent reviews. Also, there’s a lot of stuff you have to buy to go IN the rock tumbler, like grades of grit and all other kinds of stuff. Plus, I don’t know if I want my rocks to look too polished, you know? But I’m edging toward getting one.

  2. Perhaps it’s not that people tire of such beauty and serenity, but they think there are other adventures they are missing out on. In reality, they are missing the thing that feeds their soul, the one week a year that feels more real than all the rest. Beware, after so many years, Brigadoon can be taken for granted ~ until you are not there.

    1. Dangerously true. We had one day where we both thought, have we been coming too many years? Do we need to take a break? And then another 20 minutes passed and we wondered what we’d been thinking of.

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