I believe in time travel. After an exhausting day of substitute teaching (yes, I have been reduced to this while writing my second book), I lay in Emma's bed to read with her before bedtime. I admit I drifted off as she reread Oh! The Thinks You Can Think! for the millionth time. When I roused, it wasn't Fall of 2012, but Fall of 2002. I lay beside three-year-old Anabel in her twin bed in our old house on Laurel Lake Drive. In my mind, I could see her room just as it was before Emma was born and Wyatt was forced to move from the nursery to his big sister's room. I saw the stenciling I had painted, Anabel's name on the wall, her duvet and still fully stuffed teddy bear. Some part of me knew this wasn't real, but I closed my eyes tighter relishing the experience. Suddenly, I felt a baby kick inside me - okay, maybe it was the chili we had for dinner or probably the nine-year-old Emma doing her usual nighttime dancing, but for that moment, it felt like I was pregnant again. As I reluctantly woke up fully, I lay there amazed at the power of the mind. Oh, the thinks I can think! A good imagination can take you anywhere- even back in time... and aren't reading and writing perfect ways of transporting yourself to another place or another time?
|Boston Capital Building|
For my time travels today, I am sitting in a Starbucks just below Beacon Hill and Boston Common. I snuck out of our hotel room, leaving Greg and the kids sound asleep, so I can write. With a pumpkin spice latte cooling beside my Apple, I type about our whirlwind two day tour of Philadelphia. I expound on the sights and smells of Reading Street Market as I glance out the window and watch the business men and women rush about their morning routines on their way to work in Massachusetts' capital city. I pause for a sip. Still too hot, but the scent of nutmeg arouses my mind and I get lost in my writing. Sitting in Boston, I am walking the streets of Philadelphia. (See my post I wrote one year ago on our Taste of America Tour - We're Full of Brotherly Love for Philadelphia.)
|Reading Street Market in Philadelphia|