What does it all mean?
Tonight has put me in a strange mood... I was about to say contemplative but that is not the right sentiment. I had a very pleasant evening. I was about ready to turn in when I remembered that I wanted to share a strange occurance. One of my three sisters, Pamela took me out tonight. At first we walked around at Riverfront park, The Bite of Salem was taking place. It was quiet a sad pathetic food festival but it was entertaining the masses. We strolled from one end of the park to another and back again. At the park I got my first vision of the finished Eco-Earth or whatever it is called. There is was a large acid ball from a paper mill that was converted into a wonderful art project. One of the main contributors to the project was a friend from work at Ashton photo, his name is Jule and he was cool. He is a geographer by way of education but I knew him as a night janitor and I believe he worked for the state.
I can tell my thoughts and you reading this will suffer as I am too tired to make my imagination jump to life but I have to get some of this out or it will never be.
Sitting at home after my evening I realized that walking with Pamela made me think of all the walks I have passed up with Nicole before she moved away. I would do anything to be able to walk with you whenever the urge arose.
My mind was constantly preoccupied with new about the banana family... I wonder what the silence means.
For dinner I went to Kwan's and thought of Oregon East as I munched on sweet and sour tofu.
Allen, I thought of you today. I discussed your birthday with my sister. I found it odd that I remember your birthdate but not your age.
During dinner Pamela and I talked about her frustrations with her life right now. It was nice to hear her say that she feels she can talk to me about anything. I learned that little things I thought were public knowledge are quite the contrary. I am glad I know to keep a secret.
Dinner made me realize how selfish I was during our trip to NY. She recalls so much fondly while I often say I wouldn't take her again. I know I have changed my mind. She told me tonight that the trip to NY made her realize something so simple. She doesn't have to wash a towel every single time she uses it. She can give it one or two uses, I am sure there are many that would disagree but I will sleep better knowing that I gave her something to ponder.
At the end of our meal I opened my fortune cookie and found..........? Any guesses? No?
I found no fortune, not even an empty slip of paper. I am sure it happens but I cannot recall the last time it happened to me. I asked Pamela to hurriedly open hers so I could see if it was a fluke or a new fashion.
Her fortune reads "Time makes one wise. Ask advice from someone older than you." Did they insert that in the kitchen? How serendipitous!
We had dessert at the
Konditorei. Yummy! Everything is a reminder of some other time or place. Cakes from Konditorei make me think of The Breez, potato salad and Anne.
And of course as with a new car. You buy a Volkswagon and the next thing you know everywhere you look, here a Bug, there a Bug, everywhere a Bug. Only in my world everywhere I turn are little round bellys with life at work.
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Posted by: stephanie | November 28, 2003 10:29 PM