I can't remember

Nov 17, 2009 11:36

You saw an old friend today. Hes helping you with something. Pretty much looked the same as years ago,and still had his funny personality. It amazes you that with his profession he doesn't get sad,or feel depressed. All the sad stories and conversations he has with people he doesn't get bothered,yet he finds some way of making you laugh even though your low and having a bad day. Like a man of stone sitting in his high back chair ever so often drinking his diet snapple,listening to what you say,jotting down what interests him. You sit staring at the paintings on the wall. No true theme there,boats,landscapes,a vase with flowers hanging on a wall painted a bright cream color thought to cheer you up. The dim lights make the blank room feel sorta homey. Mix matched chairs sit in weird places,not one parallel with another. He takes off the cap to his pen and asks you what you did yesterday-

And you say ".....I......I can't remember."
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