June 28, 2019

15 days in Tom Snare’s life

Just some old fiction from my notebook. Now, many years later, at least, it feels like fiction. Maybe it is just fiction after all? Yes, probably it is.

Day 1:

Tom Snare hugged Anna and said goodbye. He felt sad because he wouldn’t see her for 14 days. Then he left for the mountains.

Day2:

The SMS Anna sent him last night made him annoyed. She accused him of not telling the truth, not the full truth at least. She confronted him with questions from the past (did you have intimacy with her?). She was cross-checking his answers like a police investigator.

Tom was sick and tired of expressive women. They talk too much and ask too much, all the time. Tom just wants his freedom, but will he ever get it? Later, when Tom hiked the mountains, he felt it was good to get a break from Anna. But he missed her too. He didn’t miss her salty oyster, but he missed her hugs.

Day 3:

Tom was mad at Anna. She accused him of things he didn’t feel guilty of. They both had their wounds, they both have their pain.

Later. Tom was not really mad anymore. The pain was not too bad. He was getting used to it. Anna felt betrayed because Tom didn’t tell the full truth. Or maybe he did. Maybe he had a reason, whatever he did.

There’s no such thing as happiness. It comes only in short moments. Colorful dots of happiness on a gray canvas of sadness. That night he found one of the colorful dots, in the literature created by Murakami.

Day 4:

The weather was gray and cloudy. So was Tom’s mind. In the evening he met Anna and found a moment of relief. When they said goodbye and parted, he was so sad. Is this the end, or just a new beginning?

Day 5:

Is it all over? Was it just a dream. No it can’t be the case because the feelings are so real. Sometimes he thinks that women require too much. Why can’t we just be friends? It’s all or nothing. Exclusive love.  It makes it all so difficult.

Go left, go right, or die. Make your decision and stick to it. You won’t get another chance. If Anna considered herself free and single, yes, that would take a weight off his shoulders. It would make it easier to feel the love, and nothing but the love. Own yourself. Own nobody else.

Day 6:

Tom missed Anna at the gym. He was running on the treadmill. Running and running. His legs were aching. Come on Tom, you deserve this. Some pain is good for you, you bastard. Think about the things you did, and the things you didn’t. You may be a good buy from time to time, but that’s not what we are talking about today. It’s all the bad stuff. You deserve some suffering now.

Day 7:

Tom slept with sweet dreams about Anna. He woke up with a big hard on, and couldn’t get back to sleep. He was so much looking forward to see Anna again.

Later, when they met in the botanic garden, he was excited by her new tight pants.

Day 8:

It was early in the evening on a day in October. The sun was low. The shadows were long. Tom Snare walked down the street where he lives. He looked down in the pavement while he was walking. 

Walking and walking and walking. Suddenly he came to a fence. It was the end of the street. He had already passed his own house. What was on your mind today Tom? You’re so absent-minded. Wake up.

Day 9:

Anna was back. She had been sick for a while, but today she was back. When he met her, Tom felt the spark. His physical reaction was accordingly, and so was her.

A thrill of excitement.

Day 10:

Tom visited the public library. There’s nothing like a good read.

Day 11:

Tom worked all day, doing real work, in his house.

Day 12:

A full day of hard work. Dirty work. Tom’s face was black like an African.

Tom day-dreamed while he was working. He dreamed about a threesome, with Anna and an African girl.

Day 13:

Tom took an extra teabag from the cantina at lunch. His favorite tea, English breakfast. He saved it for later, when Tom and Anna was going for tea. So enjoyable, sitting there in the sofa, drinking tea, and Anna’s hands exploring, under his shirt.

Then, after work, time for a workout in the gym. Tom ran on the treadmill. He felt in good shape and in good mood. Anna was back, in her tight sports outfit. He watched her thighs when she exercised and stretched.

It was a good day.

Day 14:

Going on the plane to somewhere. Going to wherever. Tom traveled alone. He recalled memories of more exciting trips in the past.  Good memories for sure.

Three hours later, Tom sat with his back against the wall. Not threatened, not depressed, but literally speaking against the wall. He bought a cup of coffee and a croissant at the bakery at the mall.

He found a table in the corner where he could see what was going on, while reading a little bit, in a book he just bought. A book written by a dark soul, a man who ended his life, way too early. It was a big contrast to how Tom felt. Happy and in a good mood, even though it was raining outside.

Maybe it was because of the pictures Anna sent him last night, pictures of natural beauty, a wonderful product of evolution.

Where’s the toilet? Tom had to pee. It was his only problem right now.

Day 15:

It was early in the morning. Very early in the morning. Tom was up to catch a plane. It happened to be Tom’s birthday.

So what?  

Tom is not interested in birthdays, nor Christmas, nor any celebration related to the random number 365, which happen to be the number of days it takes to orbit the sun, for the Earth, and probably only for the Earth. This is interesting only from an astronomic point of view. Birthday and Christmas celebrations are for kids, age 12 and younger.

Tom was sitting in the plane, tired, but happy, because he knew that he would meet Anna in less than two hours.

(A and a random picture to celebrate the mood of the bright days)

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