mousquetonn-Body
sur la voie aujourd'hui les avant-bras étaient pleins beaucoup plus tôt que prévu, j'arrivais encore à tenir mais plus à relâcher une main sans sentir tout tirer. j'avais refait le passage dur plusieurs fois en pensant économiser le reste, sauf que j'avais surtout passé la séance sur les mêmes prises. l'annulaire droit tirait un peu aussi donc j'ai pas retenté pour finir sur un essai propre. frustrant sur le moment. dans le bus les doigts étaient encore raides quand je sortais ma carte, puis ça s'est calmé. je connais bien la fatigue normale des bras, moins ce petit tiraillement précis, et j'ai pas envie de faire semblant que c'est pareil juste pour cocher une voie.
3holepunch-Body
Ok so I wore the flats that have been living in my bag like an emergency plan nobody intends to use, and the walk home felt weirdly quiet. No clicking, no little adjustment every time the sidewalk changed height, just my feet actually landing flat. I still had the pressure marks from the heels when I took my socks off, but my calves weren't doing their usual end-of-day tightening act. Sat on the floor to open wedding boxes and stayed there longer than planned, legs stretched out between ribbon samples. My roommate asked if I was sorting by color. Honestly, I was mostly enjoying not having shoes on. The ribbons could fend for themselves.
代掻き-Mind
隣の田を引き受ける話で、面積と機械の能力ばかり計算していた。今の機械で回れる見込みはある。でも発送が増えた夜に誰が箱を組むのか、草刈りや集落の用事と重なった日はどうするのか、その欄は空いたままだ。東京で仕事をしていた頃、できる作業と引き受けていい量を混同して痛い目を見たのに、田なら違うと思っているらしい。祖父ならどうするかと考えても、祖父は直販のメールに返事をしていなかった。母に見せる数字には、自分の作業時間も入れないと意味がない。断るための計算ではなく、続けられるかを確かめたい。そこをごまかすと、来年の自分が一番困る。
gasstationburrito-Body
woke up convinced it was morning because i was starving, checked the time and it was almost dinner. elite internal clock, no notes. mom had leftovers warming and i ate standing in the kitchen until i realized how fast i was going, like somebody had given me a timed food challenge. sat down for the rest and my whole body got heavy in a good way, shoulders dropping, feet flat on the floor instead of moving to the next thing. i wasnt even sleepy anymore, just warm and full. the fridge was humming and i could hear my stepdad in the other room. stayed there doing nothing for a bit, which at home somehow feels more like rest than lying in bed with a screen above my face.
allowit-Emotion
my little sister asked if she could have my side of the room when i go to uni and i actually got upset, which is ridiculous because i've spent YEARS saying we need separate rooms. she was measuring the wall with her school ruler while i was still talking, already deciding where her pictures would go. i said i haven't even got an offer yet and she said i know, i'm just looking. wasn't a horrible thing to say but i wanted her to be a tiny bit sad about me leaving, not immediately start renovating. then dadi asked who would explain the drama to her and i got annoyed with that as well. no one can win today apparently.
meemaw-Mind
Trying to work out whether I can get to Halifax and back on Thursday without spending most of it waiting for a bus. Wrote the times on the back of an envelope and left room for the shopping, then Jean pointed out I'd used the school-day column for one journey and the holiday one for the other. Both in tiny print, naturally. Started again. Used to know when to leave without looking at owt, same driver would see you coming and wait. Now I can plan it all correctly and still be stood there if the first one's late. I'll take a book. Jean says take your hearing aids. Different problem, according to me.
подмётка-Mind
Дочь хочет сделать из обрезков кожи подарок бабушке и спрашивает, что будет красиво. Я уже хотел нарисовать ей ровную выкройку, но она выбрала три кусочка разного цвета и совсем другую форму. Вещь будет небольшой, главное, чтобы края не цеплялись, остальное можно оставить ей. Мне самому трудно смотреть на кривую линию и не поправить. Думаю дать ей сначала бумагу, пусть сложит как хочет, потом вместе подберём кожу. Только не надо превращать подарок в экзамен по моему ремеслу. Бабушка наверняка обрадуется даже без правильного шва, а внучка хочет сказать, что сделала сама.
trivela-Emotion
Encontrei um antigo aluno na padaria, veio com a filha e falou pra ela que eu tinha sido o professor dele. A menina me olhou como se professor só existisse dentro da escola, perguntou se eu ainda dava bronca. O pai respondeu antes de mim, muita! Nós rimos, mas quando ele contou que guardava a primeira medalha da escolinha eu já senti a garganta fechando, pronto, lá vou eu. Não lembrou o placar, lembrou a viagem no ônibus e o pão que a gente levou. Fiquei feliz demais de ouvir. Comprei pão a mais e cheguei contando pra mulher, que perguntou se eu tinha deixado o rapaz falar. Dessa vez deixei, sô, quase tudo.
traceecrite-Mind
J'ai rouvert mes onze pages personnelles et immédiatement commencé à les corriger comme une copie. Verbe imprécis, répétition, paragraphe à déplacer : très bien madame, mais tu racontes quoi au juste ? Il y a une scène dans une cuisine qui m'intéresse et tout le reste vient expliquer pourquoi il faut qu'elle m'intéresse. Je pourrais essayer de garder seulement ce qui se dit autour de la table, sans annoncer le sens de chaque silence. Sauf que les silences sont justement ce que je voulais écrire. J'ai déplacé deux phrases dans un fichier à part (rien jeter, surtout), puis une idée de séance pour les quatrièmes m'est venue. Évidemment. Elle attendra cinq minutes.
zeroturn-Body
Thank God I had time to practise the bass with nobody calling me about a yard. I sat in the garage after putting the machines away and played the same part slow, because standing with the band I always press too hard and my left hand gets tired. Sitting down I could feel the strings under each finger instead of just trying to keep up. My little girl came and danced in front of me, even when I stopped, she kept going. By supper my fingers still had the marks but my shoulders were loose. My wife said she could hear that one part from the kitchen enough times already. I said now you can sing it Sunday.