The past catches up with the present
I had a queer moment tonight. I was sitting in a booth with Ryan and Regina, me on one side, them facing me on the other, Regina pregnant with her first child. And it occured to me that some part of me had been expecting this moment for a long time -- only of course I always figured it would be Ryan's child in Regina's belly. And even though it wasn't, even though it's been years since they were a couple, there we were all the same.
No longer in high school. Ryan and I teetering on the verge of adulthood, Regina already well over the line.
I expect I'll miss the two of them most of all.
A nervous tension has filled my chest and belly. I feel as if I want to vomit. I have one day left in Sacramento. One day left before I move out all on my own for the very first time. The late bloomer lifts his face to the sun and smiles.
I wonder if I'm ready.
No longer in high school. Ryan and I teetering on the verge of adulthood, Regina already well over the line.
I expect I'll miss the two of them most of all.
A nervous tension has filled my chest and belly. I feel as if I want to vomit. I have one day left in Sacramento. One day left before I move out all on my own for the very first time. The late bloomer lifts his face to the sun and smiles.
I wonder if I'm ready.