Holding On
A girl in a chocolate-colored kimono, impossible leaps through the air. The same girl in a small boat, drifting across a beautiful lake: beneath her, in the glimmering water, orange and white koi the size of people. A vision that can look inside individual cells, watch them change… Flying through the city. Water over river pebbles. Me, with long wet hair.
And that song from Simply Red, “Holding Back the Years,” repeating hauntingly.
Fragments from odd dreams, while I slept on the couch.
My hip feels better, today.