Unraveling the Spaghetti Switchboard # 15-23

Unraveling the Spaghetti Switchboard # 15-23

I followed Roberto across his room. Seeing his confused body language at his bureau. He began to fumble around the open shelves. I kept feeling the weight of everything revealed in the past seconds everything seemed to accelerate as they do in one’s own flash back. I was seeing more body language and couldn't read it clear enough as he began to probe deeper.

I was in unfamiliar territory my antennas start to rise like at the refrigerator.

Dolls grinning wife, a picture of him as the man and his wife behind him and not besides him or in his lap as one would see in most images like this. I instantly got the feeling that the wife was the property and not the equal. Was I starting to see more about a man I didn’t know. The relationship he had with his wife in juxtaposition to what he said about her which came across as his own personal feeling. The aura of Saint Gabriel of the archangel catholic church below felt like I was in a scene from Indian Jones “Enter the Temple”. Mumbling made him more confused while looking for something, but for what. It was like looking at an old Switchboard and trying to unravel it.