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The Light of Day

by Strange Mountain II

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The Light of Day 21:12
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I woke up just before dawn sometime in the middle of September and decided to take a walk around the neighborhood - a soft-reality version of western urban neighborhoods, gated and padded with middle-class luxuries and sadness like sun-coated gardeners, a shared club-house with pool, trees that only half-cover the sun and polluted air of a nearby textile factory, and friendly neighbors with half-smiles and cautious hellos. It was still dark and immeasurably quiet save for the ringing in my ears that has been there for years now. The air was gently cool and breezy, around 22 degrees Celcius - heaven for tropical lifers - with gentle flourishes of fog and leftover humidity from yesterday's rain. I went around for 20 minutes or so before deciding to sit on near the minuscule playground and park area, resting and looking as the dark grew lighter, reflecting its change on the glistening pool waters near it. I bought yesterday's English-language newspaper with me but only got to the second page before the temptation of dipping my feet onto the pool got the best of me. I thought about my kids, still sleeping in our air-conditioned room, to pump myself up for work that day. I let myself smile to the air a lot, unself-conscious without anyone else there. I thought about jogging back home to get my bike and pack of ciggarettes. Maybe a ride whilst smoking. I thought of the asurdist juvenile joy of doing so at that time for a bit. That made me smile more. A fleeting existence that lasted for about half-hour before a security guy passed to wave hello and ask if everything was alright, and what was I doing at almost-4 just walking around. His walkie talkie buzzing with indescirnible conversations from a colleague that is left unanswered. I told him that I was doing good, better than I felt in a long time. I asked him about the snake that gossip said had entered the neighborhood. He said that they caught it and took time deciding whether to kill it or let it go. It was poisounous, one of the older security guy said - so they killed it quickly. He said this with exagerated motions of an invisible rock cracking the snake's skull. I saw that he was smoking and riding a bike. How quaint. I told him a joke a friend had sent to our Whatssap ground, to which he did not laugh, not understanding the particular reference to Star Wars. Maybe friendliness roams only at these times. Maybe I'll do another stroll tomorrow.

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released October 7, 2020

Original photo by JR Korpa

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Strange Mountain is Marcel Thee (Sajama Cut, Roman Catholic Skulls, The House of Faith and Mirrors, The Knife Club, Nakatomi Plaza, and solo) from Jakarta, Indonesia

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