- Marnie came to visit me one day, I think pretty late in my high-school years (probably not after, but maybe). I got the feeling that she wanted me to make a pass at her, but I didn't. Maybe I just wasn't sure enough, of myself, of the right thing to do, of her feelings. Maybe I just wasn't attracted enough to her. I forgot all about it, and to be brutally honest I never thought much about her even then. The summer (?) memory unexpectedly came back to me after years, decades...a sad memory, for her and myself, awkwardly sweet but for vague regret
- the family trip to NYC when I was young...visiting The Cloisters, remembering the steps and rail and park outside, the best part of any city is in the trees in the rain. I think that same basic thought in a memory from much later, when I was in Portland Oregon working for Nielsen and wishing that I knew somebody so that I could go somewhere because everything looked like it would be fun with someone to show me around or explore with.
- the music store in Central New York somewhere...my parents and I stopped by once or twice on the green spring way back from somewhere else while I was in junior high or (probably early) high school. I remember looking through an anthology of Queen sheet music. Was it from a doctor's appointment, or something else that we did more than once?
Monday, September 14, 2009
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