It was a really hot,

It was a really hot, sunny day. I went downtown and sat on the front steps of the Khyber Club. I sort of dozed off there for a while. Then I got up and walked up Blowers Street and went to the library. Inside the library it was nice and cool.

I was doing some writing in the reference section. I dropped my pen under the table and so I crawled under the table to get it. While I was under there, my head started to nod a little bit. For some reason I felt really comfortable underneath the sturdy old oak table. But I shook off the doziness and climbed out again.

I picked out a book by Elmore Leonard. Bandits. I signed it out and went to the Public Gardens. It’s beautiful, and I try to go there every day in the summer. I sat on a park bench and read the first 30-odd pages of the novel and then I fell asleep.

When I woke up, there was a pigeon standing on the bench behind my shoulder. Another pigeon was standing on my toe. At least I didn’t get pooped on.

I shook the pigeon off my foot and got up and shuffled away along the winding path.

On the way home I dropped into Sobey’s on Windsor Street. I bought a few things–a carton of grapefruit juice, along with some bagels and a box of crackers. Then I sat down in front of the supermarket beside the bike rack. I was sitting cross-legged, right there on the curb. I think I fell asleep for a pretty long time.

This time I was awakened by an elderly woman. She was looking down at me and laughing.

She said something to me but I don’t know, it might have been in Russian or German or something.

When I got home, I borrowed my roommate’s bicycle. I was thinking I would bike to Dartmouth. I wanted to go to Cash Converters, see if I could buy a blender. Dartmouth is not really as far as you might think… it’s a pretty short bike ride across the North Street bridge. Dartmouth is more of a psychological barrier than anything.

When I got halfway across the bridge, I stopped and got off Stephen’s bike and leaned it against a light post. I sat down in one of the bike lanes and fell asleep. Same pose as before, cross-legged with my arms folded.

This was kind of weird for me, because I’m afraid of heights and the North Street bridge is pretty freakin’ high.

When I woke up I was a little bit disoriented, and I wound up getting back on the bike and riding back to Halifax.

I was getting hungry so I went to the diner for some fish and chips. I fell asleep in the booth. When I woke up everything was cold and soggy.

I got up from the booth and left the diner without paying for anything. I just wasn’t really thinking about it. When I got around the corner and partway up Bloomfield Street, I remembered and went back and paid for my fish and chips.

Then I went home and my roommate was watching the Simpsons. It was the episode where the Simpsons go to Canada. They had a lot of jokes making fun of Canadians.

That’s about all I remember.

One thought on “It was a really hot,

  1. surely it can’t be that normal to be falling asleep… what… like 7 times in one day? I would be worried if I were you… very very worried….

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