For a week, seven twelve hour days, I have been working out at the factory as a cleaner. That means a lock of stooping and sweeping and wiping down and scooting and crawling along rollers and under and over conveyors and scraping dope and twisting around to get under parts of machinery and bending myself into awkward positions to get hard-to-reach places with my little broom. Fun stuff. I was grateful for the face mask especially when sweeping above my head. Oh yeah, the scraping was amazing. The dope was possessed by the spirit of Zeno. Anyone could scrape off swathes and come back and scrape less, but still some, and then less but still some, and then less, but . . .yeah, dear old Zeno. But it was neat becoming better acquainted with the people, which was easier while working in the doper area than on the conveyors.
This morning I woke up at 4:45 and thought maybe I could squeeze making an egg in for Papa but he was gone. I woke up at 7:25-ish (no alarm). I began to get up and fell back on my pillow. My back was sore, my hands were sore. I thought, oh! I'm sore! I don't want to get up for now. So I went back to sleep. After all, today is my "independence" day--especially if I read the declaration...I miss hearing that.
Anyway, while doing tedious work, it is easy for songs to strike in my brain--really it's almost like a radio in the head. One day, I had a song my mother played a couple days previously stuck in my head. I hated it. Girls just wanna have fu-un...yeah. So, that night I purged with Libera--Be Still My Soul, You Were There, Vespera. I had good music the next day. The first two stuck the best, and the next day You Were There was stronger than Be Still along with Control and Tonight. (You were there, in everything I knew from the moment I began . . .to Take control of the atmosphere, Take me far away from here. There is no better loss than to lose myself in you. . .)
My "radio" standards were good; they included a story time station. Story time included tales of the "sinister" girl. She is left handed and quite the escape artist. She has had a hard time of it, but things may be looking up now. Also, related to her story is another story line. . .it involves a garden, a grump, a priest and a son of Elaine Zephoran. The son is trying to find his birth parents as he is an adopted child.
Here is the list: You Were There, I Am Loved(Above the Golden State), Un Amore Per Sempre(Josh Groban), Tonight(Toby Mac's and Group 1 Crew's), Mad World, Black and Gold(Sam Sparro), Amazing Grace, story time, Porcelain Heart(Barlowe Girl), Higher Ground, Control(MuteMath), God of Our Fathers(ALERT Chorale), Dark Waltz(Hayley Westenra), random tune, Jesu Joy of Man's Desiring (instrumental), Be Still My Soul--besides other random stuff. I had to switch stations once. Some people were talking about I Will Survive...I switched.
