Late Check-out
The camera battery left in its charger in a motel in St. Louis,
my batik sarong left gracing a hostel bed in Jakarta,
my only pair of shoes in Timor.
A pair of Levis in Singapore,
my diary in Tanjung Pinang,
my swimsuit in Sri Lanka.
I am lost all over the world,
and this is why, five minutes after
my sister has gone down to check out of the St. Paul hotel,
I am rechecking the beds and desk tops of our room.
My bag packed and zipped at the door,
my purse and computer case propped next to it,
I sift through soggy towels in the tub,
open the closet door once more
to rattle empty hangers,
check each plug socket on each wall.
The Prompt: Baggage Check–We all have past histories. When was the last time something from your past influenced a decision you made in the present?
All the missing pieces of us, strewn around the globe. I always hope someone is getting some use out of them. I wonder where I left my black tee-dress.
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Exactly, Marilyn. Bought a new camera today…my old one bit the dust. Trying it out. A Canon this time…My cameras tend to just last for 2 years lately. The beach always does them in.
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This is great. I love the way you addressed the prompt literally.
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This is so familiar! I am still learning the hard way and basing new decisions on losses and failures in the past.
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I bet the Levis was traded in to get 50 bucks off for a new pair 😂
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