back in 2004 I wrote a blog as The Attendant of the Laundromatt. Stories from a fictitious laundromat in an unnamed city. I would write about the people who came into the laundromat and activities that went on around the street. I would always start the post with what music was currently playing. It was a great creative outlet. I experimented with several ideas and it really helped me write regularly. I’m thinking of expanding it into a small book. Rewriting, which I never do. Make it better and then, put it out there.
So, I’m going to post a few in the weeks to come.
This one was titled ‘Mermaid of La Cygne’ from July 1, 2005
Now playing:
Who Knows Where the Time Goes from the album “Unkown Live Recording” by Nina Simone
Today is a desert. Swirling boxes of water provide a mental oasis to those who stare at the circled windows. Each person imagining what it would be like to jump in; Mr. Epstein actually jumping in. Water all over the floor and a vibrating man scaring Mrs. Hargroves daughter, Kirsten. He stared too long and when the brain relaxes, the dementia takes over.
He grew up on a farm in Kansas. Married a girl and took her to La Cygne lake on their honeymoon. He wasn’t a swimmer so they sat on the edge of the water and just let their legs hang in. The next day he was hanging in mid-air over Europe; falling into a lake. The parachute dragging him down the same day his new wife drowned half a world away. His company, his brothers, there to pull him up and save him. Only Jesus to save his wife.
And now he was back. Sitting on a torrent of thrashing water waiting for his wife to sit next to him. His mind drowning.
