It was twilight and I was crossing familiar places. Familiar pavements and traffic signals and cops and buildings.
And I suddenly stopped and felt something, something from somewhere deep inside, maybe from the handful of the small things buried under all of those big sights and loud noises of the streets and strong stench of public urinals and laughter and sounds and smells and people and thoughts and feelings that all of life is cluttered with.
It was like just a small tender feather from under those layers of laid down, manufactured distractions that have become concrete now; somewhat like the feeling of the pea placed under the mattresses that the princess had once felt in one of the fables I had read early in life.
It gave me a funny, fuzzy, weird feeling. It tickled me and I twitched.
I think I missed, for a second, someone I used to be and someone I had been in love with and a few moments we had spent together when we had been together.
And then, it was all gone, in a flick, and then lost forever.
And I suddenly stopped and felt something, something from somewhere deep inside, maybe from the handful of the small things buried under all of those big sights and loud noises of the streets and strong stench of public urinals and laughter and sounds and smells and people and thoughts and feelings that all of life is cluttered with.
It was like just a small tender feather from under those layers of laid down, manufactured distractions that have become concrete now; somewhat like the feeling of the pea placed under the mattresses that the princess had once felt in one of the fables I had read early in life.
It gave me a funny, fuzzy, weird feeling. It tickled me and I twitched.
I think I missed, for a second, someone I used to be and someone I had been in love with and a few moments we had spent together when we had been together.
And then, it was all gone, in a flick, and then lost forever.
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December 19, 2010
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