these city walls

Moving

An empty apartment with nothing to fill it emphasizes that something is beginning. A chandelier hanging over a yet to be purchased table. Boxes of clothes where a sofa will sit. A perfectly clean refrigerator.

posted by Cameron Lawrence at 22:09 -->   

Sinking In

Twenty-one days. Then I will be married. I will be called husband and will refer often to my wife. I will fidget with the ring on my left hand. I will learn to share a blanket.

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The other night Mark and I met at the church to play some songs we've been working on and someone said, "This is Monica's husband, Mark." And he was taken aback, realising he isn't quite used to hearing that yet.

I do that from time to time when a major change has happened or is about to happen; birthdays, moving, the end of an institution in my life such as school or living with parents. I tell myself it is happening, will happen, has happened. I hear other people tell me. It just takes a while to sink in.

I will be married in twenty-one days.
I will be married in twenty-one days.
I will be married in twenty-one days.

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