Some days I am very raw, as though my outer layers have been peeled away

Some days I am very raw, as though my outer layers have been peeled away, exposing the new parts of myself to the wind and the sea spray… I feel very sensitive to different consistencies of light. The speed of the wind. The pull of my clothes against my arms. Everything has a texture. I had stopped noticing it. I have a new pleasure in holding objects. A cold, round apple is solid in the palm of my hand. I stroke the smooth, hard squares of Scrabble letters. I run my fingers over the rough wooden surface of the table. I wonder if this is how my mother felt when we came here during those long, brooding summers.

~ Jessica Andrews, Saltwater: A Novel (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, January 14, 2020)

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33 thoughts on “Some days I am very raw, as though my outer layers have been peeled away”

  1. Discovering (or rediscovering) the joy of simple sensory experiences can be profound. For me it’s often a matter of making time for such communion. Thanks for the gentle prod, pal….

        1. Sawsan, ‘old men in their 60s’ – I think you got DK well and good there…. who’s the other one? You DO have a cruel streak there, though, don’t you? 😉

          1. He’s asking for it. He’s on his knees begging.

            Other one is Esam, my husband.

            Cruel? I can be cruel!

          2. Kiki, he said I’m old and stale in my thinking!
            Twice, yesterday, and today. How come you’re not defending me?

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