Daylight Haunting

[poliphilo]

There was a ghost in the Tandoori restaurant, flickering about behind Ailz's left shoulder. "I think it's a woman," she said, "by the hair.
It seemed to keep traversing the same few feet of floor. "She's a Victorian shopkeeper," I opined, "Coming out of an inner room to greet her customers."

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[angiereedgarner.livejournal.com]

I feel that one in my bones, working the gallery... the front door chimes. I begin the fight of responsibility and self discipline vs. painting hyperfocus, to put down my paintbrush and go greet the guest.

I win or lose the fight. If I lose, I get to keep painting.

If I win, I trudge the hallway through gallery 2 up to gallery 1 to greet someone(s) who either expect and want to be greeted and *to whom I will need to speak*, or really hate being greeted and I get hit with a wave of that!

It's the kind of persistent sequential double bind experience that is bound to lead to a recording. :)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I've never been in that situation but you've made me feel how it would be- the constant switching between modes of being...