places and these faces
Last night after work I found myself at Taber Creek bar in down town Charlotte. It was positively random.
I met a boy there that knew where Bath was and it struck my fancy.
I came home woke up and went back to work I’d say after 4 hours of work. Was too hung over to work/no one was there/ it was Friday/I have already had an ass load of hours for the week so went home.
But by home I mean I went home home.
Maybe it was that guy at the bar who knew where Bath was.
Maybe it was me facing my procrastination issues and manifested fictional fears.
Or maybe I bet you it was the whole “Closer” (The Movie) scenario I found myself in recently that has made my stomach volatile for the past few days.
I think that was it. (insert the fact that i must have listened to that silly daughtry song 5 times on the way up here...see "I'm not running from")
But.
I’m home but delirious from the drive. I supposed it was an alright drive considering my car did not break down in the middle of intersection or didn’t die in the middle of the highway or how about the time my car had a small fire under the hood when I first moved in to college?
I suppose I shouldn’t complain.
I cannot believe how many flippin weirdo truckers honked at me. Every time they did this I would frantically turn down the music in my car and inevitably wait for the noise of metal coming apart from underneath me. When that didn’t happen I would then look at the temperature gage and turn off the vent to make sure there is not any smoke seeping from the flimsy hood of my car.
I probably looked like an idiot.
They were just perverts. There was nothing wrong with my car. No important message they were trying to convey.
Anyways I’m home.
Brett was here and Beth and Patrick and Brett’s cusion Matt.
Patrick went to Nudds. I was going to go but I’m exhausted. And it feel sooo good to stay in on a Friday night by myself. I cannot remember the last time I did that.
I haven’t been home since Christmas. That’s almost 7 months in Charlotte without coming home. It might not sound like a long time but it really feels like I have been gone forever.
I was nervous about going to Nudds because I’m afraid people have forgotten about me or something. Did I forget about them?
I wanna go see Stephen.
And I wanna see Levi but this time I don’t him to tell me he hates me and make me cry in my kitchen.
I want to see LT and Stine but I don’t even know where everyone is.
Where’s David?
I’m so confused.
Last time I was here everyone was home and there was snow outside and I cried the whole way out of charlotte at 2 in the morning 4 days before christmas
My bedroom wasn’t a storage room
The house has people in it like parents, sisters, pets, the halls, ect...
Bath had 4 dollar stores then.
And the junk cars still omniscently on the side of the road marking the first land mark off the highway and entering into Bath.
Hi Bath.
You still suck a lot. But I hope you can take my mind off something’s like you always used too…