An Experimentation With(in) Daily Life

The broom became another object I had to carry. I adjusted to its awkwardness while riding my bike to run errands and carrying other things. I didn’t think about it unless in stores or where people took a bit longer a gaze at me. I stopped and swept scatters leaves off areas of the sidewalk on the way to the library and used it to help tote my groceries back home, noticing that drivers took extra caution when passing me. I thought someone might stop and ask me why I had it while walking into Fry’s grocery store or Jones’ Photo, but the most I got was double glances then the gazers returning to their tasks. My roommates were in and out of the house with work, not noticing the broom sitting nearby as I used my computer. Every time the broom end brushed my bare leg I thought of the things that had been swept up with it and tried not to let it happen again. I thought about other changes in people’s routine like hairstyles and colors, glasses, clothes, watches, among other things that may seem drastic to the individual but sometimes means nothing in their day to day lives.