a short story
heading home from work last night campus was vacant and i was amusing myself by walking atop a planter curb next to the sidewalk and singing circus music while sort of spiraling my arms like a tightrope walker.
it was dark and rainy and i was looking down at the curb, so as not to fall and not really paying attention to my surroundings.
i look up and some guy was just standing there staring at me.
i freeze and await the taunting or laughter which seems inevitable.
he just sort of shook his head and kept going.
i saw no alternative but to do the same.
it was dark and rainy and i was looking down at the curb, so as not to fall and not really paying attention to my surroundings.
i look up and some guy was just standing there staring at me.
i freeze and await the taunting or laughter which seems inevitable.
he just sort of shook his head and kept going.
i saw no alternative but to do the same.