Be My Guest / Spreading The Love / Week 1 / Day 3
Marlene Shaw - The Spice of Life - California Soul
[ soliloquy ]
She waits for him. Through the audible inhale and exhale, her eyes remain fixed on his. She crosses her arms as fully as her oversized white woven sweater will let her. This sweater is a unique piece of her wardrobe, this sweater is symbolic. This sweater is a blanket, dress, and cloak that imparts trust like a vestment. It perfectly mimics the kind of warmth her voice delivers and they, together, possess a pull similar to magnets, attracting ears into those hospitable pockets on the outer tops of her chest that give the shoulders and collar bones individuality.
The bends of skin right above her kneecap peek out of her torn jeans and her legs take refuge in the sweater as she sits back down. For a moment, he remembers building the bench beneath her and considers how he wishes he would’ve used a stain or wax, but he didn’t know about those when he built the bench. He rubs the grain of the wood before moving her book into his hands and turns to join her.
“So…what? I took the elevator. Was that wrong of me?”
“No. It wasn’t wrong of you at all. I just want to hear why you took the elevator to the 4th floor.”
“Great. Okay. I took the elevator to… get… to… the 4th floor…”
“No, no, no. What I mean is that I know that you love walking, especially that hour of the morning. I know it helps you clear your mind, relieve stress, breathe how you need to breathe sometimes. And you said that the walking that you love is different than climbing. Am I right so far?”
“Correct. Climbing is a different bodily experience than walking. Yes.”
“Tell me. What makes them so different? I just want to hear it from you.”
“Well, okay… Walking takes fairly effortless strides to move forward and climbing stairs is a kind of a push upward. More straining on my back and legs. Because I’m carrying my weight up those stairs.”
“Are you not carrying your weight when you’re walking?”
“Well no… I am. But it’s different.”
“What is different?”
“The way I feel.”