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| Drifting - chapter fifteen | |
| By Jamie | ||
| 05 August 2008 | ||
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This is the fifteenth chapter in a long form story. My plan is publish all the chapters on here as I go along. I will present them as I choose, a few days interspersing the entries. All feedback, negative or positive gratefully received. I am proud of certain aspects, and ruefully aware of other areas of shortcomings and inadequacy. Rather like myself in fact. So constructive criticism or showers of stars - both interestedly received. Blunt, bored, disinterested views will be received likewise. As most of us are, who seemingly ' can't ' write with brevity, I am equally indisposed to attempt a synopsis. But... Girl has self, girl meets boy, girl loses self, girl loses boy, girl tries to find self. Girl finds a different kind of self. This would be fair, but woefully inadequate. More it is an outpouring of thoughts and words, many words along a collection of themes that had been going round and around in my head for a long time. And ultimately a traumatic time in my own life brought these feelings and thoughts rudely, and unbiddenly to the surface. So I wrote them down - a catharsis of sorts, and an interested exploration of the routine, process and 'expected' or 'required' structure of writing in long-form. Thanks for reading and your interest. I repay your time spent with gratitude and humilty. Jamie.
chapter fifteen
Really nice to hear from you again – really glad that you wrote. And good to hear that you seem to be a bit more settled and collected than… well - when you know. And you seem to be more willing to talk about and identify your demons, rather than just exploring, pitying and prostrating yourself before them. But articulating a set of feelings is the key to understanding and sorting through them, I guess. You said you were, and are, still unhappy – but believe me, you’re sounding better, calmer and happier. So me and us up here… Well nothing seems to change really. But when you’re down on the ground watching it all happen around you - things don't change. The days are slowly getting longer and warmer, but the days are the same days you remember... Folk who you know are mostly fine. Jill was asking about you when I said you had written, and she is fine and happy. Helen too was talking about you just the other day – she has quite a lot of time and affection for you. She is okay but is thinking of moving on. Santa isn’t so good: he was lifted last week for possession and supplying. And not for the first time…so not so good. So… who else is there? Well Tom is still Tom. Yes, he has mentioned you since you left. Helen gave him a hard time soon after – about a week or so after you had returned to your parents. Some new girl he had been seeing (you saw her in the pub on that evening) was in tears at one of his moods, and his indifference. Helen wanted to know why he was into hurting people so and what he got from it: why does he so often set people up for his own ends, then allow them to fall over with no help. So you see – sometimes the problems you think you have built up or have inherited yourself, have sometimes been partially or wholly dealt to you by others. Tom is a friend of mine Lyndsey, but please don’t cry and pine for him. A cliché – “he’s not worth it…” I know you said in your letter that you have moved on from him, but your haste and insistence on mentioning him several times spoke multitudes of what you probably, and understandably, don’t want to admit. But I hope you will move on – you deserve better. I say move on – I mean personally and emotionally. At the moment you seem too wrapped up in yourself and too encumbered by your recent past to move literally on and live somewhere else again, although it’ll be a good idea and the logical step for you when you are ready. But you don’t seem ready yet, and I would hate for you to jump ahead a little too early and hurt and damage yourself again. But you will move adn drift on, I hope, when you are ready – and there’s so many places and worlds you know. I don't think the world is our oyster Lyndsey, the world is our lobster. Big, beautiful, beguiling and bewitching. And it has fucking great claws too, ever waiting and ready for a lapse of concentration... One thing you'll need next time you touch down is something else to hold you down and focus on beyond that which can be weak, self-appealing and so, so ready and able to let you down. If you are away on your own, you need more than just one goal and objective to throw your dreams and hopes around – just one objective leaves you so dependant on that for everything including your happiness and stability. Why not find a job in some other place? And first before you travel. Then if and when you fall in love again, and if it all goes sour again, you'll at least have something else to fall back on and to expel and lose your frustrations and feelings in.
If I come over as patronising in the realms of self-help and advice-shit that I read back that I have just written to you, then please don’t curse me for it. From a distance of so far – and one that certainly feels far, it is one of only a few ways I can really help you and stay in contact. But I'm aware that you allow hardly anyone into your own private and secret world, so I feel privileged for that. So I hope that you’ll keep me in a similar place to where I keep you. I do look forward to hearing from you soon, to hearing of your hopefully happier thoughts and dreams, and to your thoughts of how you feel about those who are happy and proud to call themselves one of your friends. I will hear from you soon, and maybe there’ll soon be a time when we can meet up again… In the meantime I’ll just hope for, and think about you getting and feeling better. Keep fine. love, xx Jon.
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