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title: Cereal
genre: prose
project:
title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
css: paul
order: 21
next:
- title: Man
link: man
- title: Dream
link: dream
previous:
- title: Sapling
link: sapling
- title: Building
link: building
...
He woke up after eleven and didn't go outside all day, not even to his Writing
Shack. What did he do?
He watched late morning cartoons meant for children too young to go to school.
He ate bowls of cereal. He watched his mother play dominoes. He played
dominoes with her for a little while until she was winning by such a margin it
wasn't fun for either of them. He went down to the basement to do his
laundry. He pulled the chain for the light and it turned on like magic.
"Electricity is like magic" he said to himself. He thought he would like to
write that down but his Implements were in the Shack. He'd already built up
so much momentum inside.
Inertia? he thought. "What's the difference between inertia and momentum" he
asked himself as he hefted dirty clothes into the washer. "Maybe inertia is
the momentum of not moving" he thought as he measured and poured the blue
detergent into the drum. "Momentum is the inertia of moving forward through
time" as he selected WARM-COLD on the dial and pulled it out to start the
machine. "What do you think is the difference between inertia and momentum"
he asked his mother when he opened the door at the top of the stairs.
"When you switch over your laundry could you bring up my underwear from the
dryer" she asked not looking up from her dominoes. A thread of smoke curled
from her cigarette and spread out on the ceiling.
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