6.29.2004

lost & found

i lost my watch about an hour ago. i´m not surprised, in fact i guess it had to happen. i realized it must be approximately 45 minutes before it was lost, like writing it´s own fate in my head. i had been sitting, writing a letter at a particularly serene vista which i climbed at least two hundred stairs to reach. when i took off my bag to which the watch was bound, i noticed just how loosley it was hanging on. knowing that it was wiser to just give in and ring it around my wristy, i opted against it.

so down down down the stairs i went. when i reached the bottom, i went to convert the bag from dorky fanny pack mode to slightly cooler diagonal-across-the-shoulder mode. it was then i noticed its loss. i thought i might have flew off during the conversion from dorky to cooler, and retraced my steps. all the way back the the begining of the stairs. but no further. to where my watch most certainly lies, somewhere on that staircase.

and so passes my watch, of which i was so proud because it was my little brother´s who had passed it on to me when he became to cool for a timex ironman with indiglo, i had had it for so many years before putting it to use. so proud was i of just installing a new battery with an incredibly small screwdriver, so small it came with a magnifying lense. and did my pride inflate further when i found directions for its setting of time and alarm clock on the internet and put them to use. i am not so proud of halting at the bottom of the steps.

tomorrow, i must rely on my own internal workings to rise and get myself to my spanish teacher by nine o´clock am. i´m glad that i can usually do this sucessfully, but it ususally leads to a rather restless night. fortunately, the action on the street outside my window starts very early, the dogs and construction and schoolkids have aided me in the past two days to awake like it or not. maybe my lateness paranoia will cause me to rise incredibly early, and i will have a sunrise hike to search for the ironman. or maybe i will ask marcos, my teacher, to help me find a new watch. as if by some premonition, i stopped him today while writing on the chalkboard, to translate a word i recognized but did not recall. reloj, of course, means watch.

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