Breif Bus Stop

[myxsundown]

She sat there like a photograph of someone much further away. We shared a brief bus stop on one of those in-between days. She gave me her smile and I looked underneath at the lipstick on her teeth. She asked me for a light and if I thought her hair looked okay. We grew out of small talk into stuff strangers just don't say. We discovered we are both pleasantly furious half of the time, when we're not just toeing the line. We sat underneath the shelter as the rain came down outside. The bench was cold against the underside of our thighs. I said, "I think we need new responses. Each question's a revolving door". And she said, "Yeah, my life may not be something special but it's never been lived before". We decided our urgency will wane when we grow old and there will be a new generation of anger and new stories to be told. But I said, "I don't know if I can wait for that peace to be mine" and she said, "Well, you know, we've been waiting for this bus for an awfully long time".

If you asked me how I am I'd say, "I just am". I can't tell whether I'm good or bad, okay or miserable. There are things I'm looking forward to and things I'm dreading. I don't have much to say.

Nick turned 16
Jeff turned 21
My parents & grandmother spent a week in California

Dana, Marie and I went to the beach last Friday night. It was cold, but needed. A very nice weekend at home, indeed. 10 more days until Easter- I'll be home the whole weekend. Not too much longer until school is done. Not sure how I feel about that quite yet.

If I even want to say anything in this entry, I'll say "Listen to The Smiths".
You'll enjoy yourself greatly.

Love and things. ♥