All I Really Want to Do
Trip Start
Mar 20, 2006
1
5
Trip End
Mar 31, 2006
Orick, California
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
for clocks and teddy bears—his tiny, dense
store crowded with sentiment and curled
shavings. "We're all re-lates here... everyone's
someone's daddy-in-law or brother. Some
folks round here're so slow, takes ‘em an hour
and half to watch 60 Minutes. Me, I came
up from Santa Cruz, went to college, never
found no use for it. I've had no better job
than shucking my blade over the skin of trees.
When I wake up each sunrise with the fog,
I know how heaven smells." The fan of years
on his forehead sang as he leaned in, scarred
a chunk of wood to a bright, perfect star.
