Friday, July 16, 2004

couple atypical summer days since i last posted. i meant to write some last night about the optometrist but never got around to it. basically only two interesting things happened. once, a smelly guy sat down next to me and tried to talk to me while i was listening to beautiful music and trying to read for school. i cant help but wonder why people do that... and he smelled horrible. eventually he got up and walked away... and i could still smell him. odd i thought, i can see him over there but if i close my eyes he is sitting next to me all over again. how pleasant. but more importantly, there was a little girl there. it was odd to me, the way she moved. must have been a dancer or something. she would stand up on her toes and just balance there, then sprint off somewhere all on her tip-toes. you may think hey, thats no great feat. but she did it so effortlessly and with such grace... it was like she was supposed to do that. later i saw her with cheap flower foam flip-flops, maybe an inch and a half tall, you know the ones. she was walking around in those tip-toe. strange, i thought. later on she was leaning up against a counter and rolled her toes under her feet sortof like she was about to pop them like i do sometimes but she stood up. stood on her toes rolled under her feet like it was the most natural thing in the world for her to be doing. and again, with such grace. just thought i would relate that to all of you. cant ever tell what you will notice in people.

and today i had the good fortune to make it to winston-salem and visit dear old wake forest. ill probably end up living there next year. well... not to jynx it. and i loved it and it was gorgeous. so many awesome things. i can imagine myself out in the middle of davis field on a 'mood' swing writing to all of you on my new thinkpad completely wired. yeah and at basketball games for free. love it.

and all the people i really care about are at shows or out having lives tonight while i sit and type but hell, thats the way things go sometimes. maybe soon ill meet them for the first time all over again. never can tell though can you? never can tell...

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