By grace my sight grows stronger

Sep 13, 2008 13:19

Friday, July 24, Day 54
The Carnival living lot

I went to sleep thinkin' happy thoughts of Danika, rememberin' her cuddled up soft and small against me, makin' me feel strong. Watercolor pink cheeks, prettier on their own without that makeup, gold ripply hair, big eyes lookin' at me like I could do anything, anything!

So why'd I have bad dreams all night? Dreams about forgettin' things and bein' late, runnin' to catch the wagon train when it moved on. One where I had a puppy, cutest lil thing with black hair, cocker spaniel I think, always runnin' 'round - but then I was on the wagon train and I left the puppy behind. I could hear it cryin'...

...and I was cryin' when I woke up, but it didn't last long. Oh no. I'll keep you safe, princess I thought. Nobody's leavin' you behind, and then I was smilin'.

I ain't got much work to do today, but it's gotta be done early. New puppet show goin' up tonight, and we gotta get the banner up soon to bring the marks in. Don't want to do much else, 'cause Momma says one of the elephants is poorly, and oh heck I don't want to have to make an elephant again, but if I do, I can't get worn out with other stuff.

I open up the shutters of my wagon - no, the light's all wrong. I want somethin' dimmer for the puppet show, 'cause this ain't gonna be one for the kiddies. I stick my paper and paints under one arm, little fold-up easel under the other, and start walkin' 'round, in and out of the wagons, lookin' for the good light.

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