a walk home

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hey all, im new here and i dont really plan on becoming a regular poster but theres enough intelligent and entertaining stuff here that i figred id try and contribute.
well i was walking home to my apartment at around 6pm one recent night, it was just the time of year when it gets dark about then, it was also starting to feel alot like the holidays, christmas was coming up, like it is now, and there were lights on boshes and stuff. well i have to pass a bar and porn shop on my way, which ive always been passive about. this one night a guy was walking up the sidewalk towards me, obviously at least a little intoxicated. I always imagine anyone i come across like that trying to talk to me. this time the man actually did. he said something to the effect of "watch out for those bricks (it was a brick sidewalk), they freeze first, thats why you need to walk in the road" this almost seemed reasonable, although obviously not sound advice. that wasnt what mattered to me tho, just the fact that it was advice in the first place. i mean what kind of a utopian world was i walking in that night where even the drunks try to offer what help they can give...

Nick Kaufmann (jump), Saturday, 21 December 2002 05:46 (twenty-three years ago)

A guy smiled at me on the sidewalk yesterday. It was a complex kind of smile though - the kind where you raise your eyebrows meaningfully in the middle of it and nod your head a bit, almost like it was a question. But then of course we both kept on walking in opposite directions.

Kim (Kim), Saturday, 21 December 2002 06:22 (twenty-three years ago)

and its funny cuz that person may not have meant anything at all, in fact may have wondered what your look meant

Nick Kaufmann (jump), Wednesday, 25 December 2002 04:26 (twenty-three years ago)

on my walk today, I had to call 111 for a drunk guy who had fallen on his face in the street. It wasn't really as depressing as I just made it sound. He was so drunk that he couldn't stand, but not so drunk that he couldn't say, "Thanks love, Merry Christmas" when the paramedics arrived and I left.

rainy (rainy), Wednesday, 25 December 2002 08:55 (twenty-three years ago)

we walked home along upper street last night, and stopped and stared in all the design porn windows of the design porn shops. we didn't run into any continuous drunks of blunders. this is probably good.

i saw some drunks on my walk this morning though, but i had medicine blasting christmas song in the headphones so i didn't have to hear them. sigh.

kate, Wednesday, 25 December 2002 12:37 (twenty-three years ago)

i was happy in the haze of a drunken hour, except I don't drink, and I wasn't really happy, but heaven knows, except I'm an atheist, I'm miserable but on antidepressants now as opposed to then.

Queen G (Queeng), Wednesday, 25 December 2002 17:20 (twenty-three years ago)

My look would mostly have been one of shock. Handsome strangers don't go smiling at me on the street half as often as even diminutive people try to walk right through me as if I were made of air.

Kimmm, Wednesday, 25 December 2002 23:25 (twenty-three years ago)


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