Memos To Self

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Saturday, September 10, 2005

Stranded-Alien Ant Farm


"I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year."
Originally uploaded by lapinfille.

So he left me...to Australia...never to be seen...for 6 whole years. I thought my life would end. I wanted my life to end. I waited for my life to end. But it didn't....it went on...sadly. A wild and fun girl on campus (but still living at home) turned into a quietly depressed circus clown...stumbling from class to class with a painted on frown for all to see. I do not really think that ALL saw...cuz no one was looking in my direction after all.

Years pass....but...One summer at the "World's Biggest Music Festival" in a crowd of over 500,000, as I hobble towards a beer stand, sporting a cast from my buttocks to ankle (knee surgery), I hear his voice.

Did I mention it was a crowd of over 500,000? Did I mention that I was not Looking my best?

I turned around to see him...sparkling eyes, smile so big. I froze. I did not have a clue what to do. I had tried to forget about him but could never allow it. By this time I was married and out of school....but that voice...in a crowd of over 500,000.

I watched him walking with his friends for almost a block...and then I let him go...never speaking...never smiling for him. I remember that day as well as if I had taken a picture. I remember exactly what I was wearing. I wanted to talk to him but could not move my lips to speak.

He was back from Australia.
Now how would I ever find out what he was doing here?
I was Stranded with my own thoughts.

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