dudemanflab's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This day Somethings in the air were breaking, crackling as I walked down the street. Not autumn, not changing temperatures, wind factors, not doubt. Having been regarded, I extended my regard. I sent the lines of my eyes out to all I passed, and mustered all I could behind them, something less than a handshake more than a nod and crumpled chin. A girl stumbled in my path, or I hers, and I forgot to be flustered because all I wanted to say, inexplicably, was "Keep your bangs." Then, a stocky guy walked past and I sent him something near affirmation. Did he want it or even care? I didn't know, but I gave what I had to him, thinking, "You, you you" I crossed the street with a mother and her two toddlers and watched her look anxiously around for threats of any kind approaching. I walked between them and the street and broadened my shoulders, to speak that I would take the car or bike first (the street was empty) should any dare to come. It wasn't a mild delusion of heroism, though. The world was changed, and this action was one of the many unexpected responses pulsing delightfully from out my body. I had a moment of indecision. Should I go home? If I did, would this something go away? Who knows how long a thing sustains 2:28 p.m. - October 22, 2008 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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