When I have bad moments I try not to write about them for they will bore you. And when I have good moments, somehow I feel they are too private and anyway, why would you understand/feel what I do? But on the other hand, I have to tell these to show life is precious, and I don't have many readers for that matter, so why be afraid?
So, precious moment one. About two weeks ago, when I was coming back from the publishing job interview, I stopped at a Szamos confectionery and asked for a very special cake. First I didn't know what I wanted and where to look for it, I just had a taste in my mouth and I knew I needed something to cool me down and as a kind of reward/sweet sally. And the taste led me to the place, and it tasted of cherry and pie. And when I described it to the waitress she knew it at once. It was meggyes linzertorta. So I sat down, ate it slowly, enjoying every bite, drank my small cup of water they gave with it, and for those few minutes the world stopped around me.
Precious moment two. (It actually happened earlier, but was more intense so should come later in the post.) A few weeks ago we went to the zoo with my boyfriend. He loves it so much he has a yearly season-ticket (or is it called a card?). Anyway, we went to see the new elephant baby, but that wasn't the best moment for me. At the tigers' cage there's a jeep placed so that the cock-pit is outside the cage and the back part of the car is inside the cage. When we got there, one of the tigers was sleeping peacefully on the car, just about a feet away from the glass. We held our breath as we watched his side go up and down with each breath, and it was so touching. Certainly one of the best moments of my life.
And I know more will come. (For example, at the moment I'm reading The Histories by Herodotus, and I'm beginning to fall in love with it.) Till then I'm listening to Diana Krall.
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