Getting out into the city was the first good idea I’ve had
in a long time.
I’ve stopped carrying around my camera in an effort to give
up photography, but today I saw so many beautiful inanimate objects that I wish
I had captured. Signage, mostly.
I did not find the charming little junk store or the shoes I
was searching for- not even at the cute old niqabi’s shop, which once provided
me with so many ridiculous heels that I invested in before I realized where I
was living. I gave them away soon after and can’t help but wonder if I will be
punished for facilitating some other woman wearing them.
I tried to buy a belt from the old woman for good measure
but couldn’t find change, and so she just gave it to me.
Yes, that’s how we do it in Jordan.
Free belts, cheap bread and strangers who pick me up from
the side of the road and drive me places when it’s raining.
Today was perfect for venturing out of the neighborhood, and
inshallah will be a good day to sit on the roof balcony and remember how I used
to say that this is what I always wanted.
