March 28, 2006

  • “I’ll Know We’ll Make It Anywhere…

    Had the most fascinating bus ride today. As I boarded the 70A, I proceeded to walk past a baby boy in a stroller. As my right leg passed by him, the boy (maybe close to a year-old?!) decided he needed to hold onto it for dear life. With a loud giggle and bright eyes, he and my right leg caught the attention of the entire bus for maybe a minute. Surprised by his move, I almost continued on to the back of the bus with him clinging my leg, but with my cat-like reflexes didn’t. =)

    On the 71, I headed down to Mt. Auburn Street in Watertown for my optometrist appointment. More than two years ago, I used to take that bus from my temporary apartment right to my job and back. We were stopped at an intersection and I started to daydream. I stared at this tree in the frontyard of a brickstone house on the corner of the street. I imagined just lying under it through all the seasons. Leaves Falling on me would cover me from the winds and rain. The Winter’s snow would beckon me and everyone else, to sleep and prepare for the upcoming months. From Spring would spring forth new life as I watched everything around me, have another chance. And Summer, with the smell of grass so green and long endless nights, would move me to action…

    Life is funny. Returning to the town I initially called “home” for close to two months (?), reminded me of the past. I purchased 03 boxes today, to pack up everything up in. I’m realizing as I plan everything and play around with tokens of the past, that a lot has changed. There were a couple of changes which I regret. The rest I don’t…

    I have to work on not being vague anymore. Well, wherever I end up, I know I’ll do well. It’s just where I should go, which I’m currently stressing about.

    On a lighter note, tomorrow “Robot Chicken” Season One is out. YIPPEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

    away from here…” – Snow Patrol’s “Run”

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