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E-book In the Province of the Gods
I am alone in the house when the phone rings. In no mood to talk to anyone, I let the machine get it.When the outgoing message is over, I hear an unfamiliar voice: “I’m pleased to tell you that you’ve been chosen as one of the artists to go to Japan. You’ll be getting confirmation in the mail in the next few days. In the meantime, if you have any questions, give me a call.”I replay the message and write down the number. I call Ian, who is packing up his studio. No answer.Ian helped me write my proposal to go to Japan. Besides the research, I was looking forward to living with him abroad to bring the adventure, the sense of purpose, back into our relationship. The past year, things between us have been difficult. The pain in my left foot and my increas-ingly diminishing mobility reactivated the depression I first battled over a decade ago when I turned thirty, when the pain in my lower back began to be more than a bother.But a month ago, with his unemployment benefits from his Internet tech bubble job expiring, Ian told me he was thinking about taking a job working for his father in Virginia.“Are you leaving me?” I asked. “Not leaving. A separation.”“A separation? I don’t want to be separated.”“We haven’t been able to get back on track living together. We’re imploding.”“I don’t want you to go.” I didn’t know what else to say. “How am I going to manage on my own without you?”“You always manage.”Countless therapists and friends have told me the same thing. Still, this is something I do not yet believe.I sit at the dining room table, where I can clearly see how, soon after we met, Ian had painted the house in a color scheme of my own design, how the comfort and intimacy of the early days of our relationship are matched by the three gradations of gold milk-paint used in the living room, dining room, and kitchen. The brave choice of billiard-table green for the bedroom is evidence of the boldness of the foundation of our meeting, as well as the confidence I felt being together.But later today he will be leaving.
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