December 17, 2004:
A TV Christmas
I want a TV Christmas:
1. I want to be talking on the phone to my girlfriend who is supposed to be far away. I want to be standing in a big apartment decorated cheerfully for Christmas even though I’m all alone. I want to be standing by the window and watching the snow fall. And when the door rings, and when I answer it, as the CD pops on something much more cheerful, I want my girlfriend to be standing there ready to jump in my arms.
2. I want to go downtown with a lover or an old friend even and sing Christmas carols while we pick out a tree we’re about to dress.
3. I want to go home for Christmas but I don’t know where that is.
4. And when I’m home where there isn’t a home, Dad and I, as I’ve seen, will get on well but not too well and neither one of us will say anything and I will resign myself to our distant acquaintance and when I’m about to leave, he will smile, my Dad, a smile I’ve been waiting my whole life to see, and he might touch me or stop me or say something and he might, by a look, by a word, by any number of gestures, let me know that he had, after all, been paying attention.
5. I want a problem that will resolve itself in 22 minutes.
Does anybody have a TV Christmas?
SS