Monday Bear

4:00 PM

Walking home from A & P; we got out early today.  I can finally enjoy this time– I usually have to run to dance class.  Mobility is such a wonderful gift.  Walking is sort of complex, I noticed:  Shifting weight from extremity to extremity, and actually moving forward.  It’s amazing that my body can balance 63 inches vertically on my feet, which are only 8 inches long.  As my body moves forward against the wind, my hips shift, my knees bend, my foot flexes, heel-toe-heel-toe.

4:15

I walk up the steps to my apartment, hips creasing with each step, and I lean forward slightly.  I can never remember if the spikey part o my key goes up or down.  It seems like they’re never the same.  Good thing I’m not being followed.  Or am I?  I look behind my shoulder, my neck twisting sequentially:  Parietal bone, C1, C2, and my shoulder girdle turns a bit.  Nope, nobody.  Just checking.  You never know in this neighborhood.

4:20

Wake and bake.  Kidding.  Chocolate time.  I twist my wrist to break off a piece of Hershey’s Special Dark, loaded with antioxidants.  I flex my sternocleidomastoids  and place the chocolate in my mouth.  I chew four times, but not too much.  The melting chocolate spreads over my tongue.  Like a ragdoll, I plop onto the couch with the latest issue of Modern Bride.  Yesterday, some jackass wouldn’t leave me alone trying to sell me a magazine subscription.  Sorry, but I don’t have $37 to send you to Amsterdam.  Wonder what you’re going to do there, “man.”

4:30

Fiancee  calls me.  I lean over at the waist, extending my spine, reaching out my arm to the coffee table, and pick up the phone.  He wants me to pick him up from the art building because he has too much stuff to carry.  I grab my keys, run down the stairs, and use my key to open the car door (yes, it worked on the first try!)  When I put the key in the ignition, my arm does something interesting:  my wrist spirals until I feel it in my elbow, and then I can feel it in my shoulder and across my chest.  To accelerate, I pointe my foot, stretching across my tibia.  To brake, I move the foot slightly to the left and extend the leg.  It think it’s cool how we can extend and actually make our limbs longer.  Maybe if I do it long enough, I can be 5′4″.  That’s a nice height.  My left foot is on the seat, knee and hip creased, elbow resting on the knee.  This is how I drive.