i am like wind but not
i walked through markets this morning in duplicate, i just though i would record this. parked the white car and turned the engine off, tried not to hit the car next to me who had parked over the lines before the snow had melted. i walked with no hood or hat but a scarf around my lips and neck. so bundled i walk slowly behind an overweight gentleman who reminded me of a car but in human form, looking both ways before he enters the store, taking a look around, all around, at the sights and people around him. i took a sharp right and went around the block to avoid him, picked up some sugar and headed toward the under 12 item register. a man sat in a wheelchair with a nice mustache and i handed him the cake to which he responded "you're making me hungry!" i giggled and handed him three dollars to which he promptly counted, dramatically, onto the conveyer belt, "1, 2, 3 dollars!" and when i smiled he complimented it in his sincere voice, and when i left he told me to enjoy my cake, "thank you so much for coming and making me laugh, thank you and you have a sincerely great day, enjoy your day" and i didn't know what else to say so i smiled and said thank you and walked. outside in the parking lot again, cold and back into the white car and i could have turned around and wished i told him that he had made my day.
it is cold but not grey at all. i am avoiding it. am i invited or aren't i? am i loved or aren't i? i would rather just go to dinner and sit patiently and wait alone.