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2001-06-07 - 7:16 p.m.
This is entry No. 243
Oh yeah, an entry from work.
This afternoon I took my heavy paperback copy of Kerouac's long first work, The Town and the City, and went out into the backyard to the hammock in the shade beneath the trees. I swayed on that soft mattress in the air – it's one of those cloth hammocks, not one of those rope ones – reading about the small Massachusetts town of Galloway (really Lowell) and the Martin boys' adventures on the river in search of their friends.
As my eyes got tired, I put the book down at my side and looked up through the trees, the green leaves high above illuminated by the sunlight, the deep blue sky beyond them, clouds scattered for a perfect contrast. I glanced over at the house and saw a splendid little color pallette of the gray house, brick-red chimney, black roof, deep green pine tree reaching up behind the rooftop, blue sky, white clouds. The colors popped like in a Kandinsky print. I could almost feel them.
I looked back to straight above me, back to blue sky/white clouds vs. green leaves and fell asleep, whiling away the afternoon.
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