Wednesday, January 30, 2008

SPT - time (correction)

So, I did my SPT a little early and then over the week my boyfriend had a chance to read it. (scroll down for the original SPT) We have been doing the long distance relationship for the past year or so -- ever since I moved down to L.A. for school. He was still finishing up school and then moved back home to save money, while I've been stuck down here in yucky L.A. He was "incredibly hurt" that if I had an extra hour in the day I wouldn't be spending it with him. At least that was until he figured out that with an extra hour I would have been able to drive from my house to where the 405 and the 101 meet and than have to turn back around. So, even with an extra hour we could not spend time together. Unless... with that extra hour we also get a teleportation machine. Then, if I had the teleportation machine I would spend every extra hour of every day up in Santa Cruz with my sexy man. (side note - he just shaved off his beard. I'd forgotten how nice he looks clean shaved.) And, if we did get a teleportation machine with this prompt, I'm not giving it back. I could seriously use one of those for the next few months that we've still go to do long distance and for all the world travels I'm planning on doing. No more lines at airports or expensive plane tickets - sweet! So, my corrected version of my very first SPT is that I would love to have an extra hour of time with my boyfriend. Let's see if I can get the next one right!

Saturday, January 26, 2008

SPT - time

This is my first time doing a SPT. I've been thinking about participating for some time when I first came across these blogging prompts. This time I knew exactly what I would blog about. If you had one extra hour, all to yourself, what would you do?

I would spend my extra hour here, at the beach. Especially, the day after a long hard rain and the sun has broken through the clouds. This past year in L.A. has made me come to love rainy days. Yes, the drivers don't have a clue what to do in rain. They either still drive like maniacs or they go super duper slow. But, the rain is amazing. It dampens the city and reminds me of home. And the day after a long hard rain the air is so clean. Case in point, see below. I never knew it until now, but there are mounts to the east of L.A. and they get snow caps.It was amazing. I could see for miles and miles and miles. But anyways, to get back to the beach. This is where I would choose to spend an extra hour of my time (if parking wasn't a pain). To just get a chance to dig my toes in the sand, read my book to the sound of crashing waves, and let the warm sand trickle absentmindedly through my fingers.

Then the clouds rolled back in. Another storm was coming.
The rain began again. It fell heavily, easily, with no meaning or intention but the fulfilment of its own nature, which was to fall and fall.
Helen Garner