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Ár nDraíocht Féin
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July 26th, 2006

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02:31 pm - The girl on the street
I was walking home at about three AM, taking in the cool, crisp night air and smiling to myself. As I came up to Hudson St., passing a Hollywood Video on my left and Blockbuster on my right, both lighting the street more than the streetlamps were, I saw a girl.

She was standing at a bus stop, which was odd for this time of night. The busses don't run that late, and she was alone, so she wasn't just passing the time there.

She was very pretty, with light skin and dark hair, and bright blue eyes. She wore a long black coat over a white shirt and a short black skirt. Her shoes were strappy heels that added about three inches to her height. Even without the heels, though, she would have been about 5'10".

She caught my eye, and looked me over for a moment. I smiled, and she smiled back, but there was something more than just a friendly smile in the corners of her mouth.

I didn't slow down, just kept walking. It was already late, and I wasn't interested in stopping right then.

I passed by her, and had gone about four paces when I heard, "Hi."

I paused, and turned around. "Hi," I said back to her.

"Um, do you know if the busses are running?" she asked.

I smiled. "No, they stop running at midnight, I'm afraid. Where are you going tonight?"

Her face fell a bit. "Oh," she said, and bit down on her lip. "I just got off work. I was going home."

"Really? Where do you work, and where do you live?"

She pointed up the street. "I bartend up at one of the bars. Do you drink much? You should come to my bar."

By this time I could tell she'd been drinking quite a bit. "Can I walk you home?" I asked, still having no idea where "home" might be.

"Sure. I live a few blocks that way." She took a step toward me and I noticed how unsteady she was on her feet. I stepped toward her and put a hand around her waist.

"All right, let's get you home," I said, starting down High Street. "Just tell me when to turn."

She went along with me easily, putting her arm around my waist as well, and leaning into me. "I usually don't drink after work, but I had a rough night. I think I had too much."

"Oh, I don't know," I replied. "You seem fine to me." At that point, she missed a step and leaned into me more. My other arm went to her hip on instinct to keep her from falling forward, and she regained her balance.

"Thanks," she said.

We walked south on High Street to the UDF, then made a left. She had seen an ex-boyfriend in the bar with another girl, and had started doing shots with a customer not long after that. I listened and talked to her, but mostly just smiled and nodded while she described her night and the last few months of her life.

She directed me to her house, and I took her up to her gate. "Here you are," I said as I took my arm from around her waist and unwrapped her arm from mine.

"Do you want to come in for a while?" she asked.

"No, I ought to get home. It's late, and I have an early morning tomorrow."

She was a bit crestfallen, but tried another tack. "Can I get your number or something?"

"No, I just wanted to make sure you got home safely, that's all. Have a good night." I turned on my heel and walked away, glancing back once to give her a wink, and then disappearing around the corner.

I was thinking about this girl last night for some reason, remembering her and wondering what ever happened to her. Sometimes, I wonder if the incident described above did happen. . . While I'm sure it did, I've been sure of other things, too, and been proven wrong. But then, hell, "the truth and the tellin' are both real to me. . ."
Current Location: Southeast of Disorder
Current Mood: nostalgicnostalgic
Current Music: "Semi-True Story", -JB

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Date:July 26th, 2006 04:24 pm (UTC)

time & distance

You were *walking* home to your place? From Hudson&High? At 3am?

I realize you're a hiker, but isn't that a bit much?
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Date:July 26th, 2006 05:27 pm (UTC)

Re: time & distance

This event actually occurred back when I still lived on Weber. But it's a very fresh memory, despite that.

But I do live less than five miles from campus, so it's not really all that far of a walk. About an hour and a half.

(uphill both ways, through six feet of snow, in the blazing hot July sun!)
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Date:July 26th, 2006 05:39 pm (UTC)

Re: time & distance

This event actually occurred back when I still lived on Weber.

That gives a much different impression to the part about declining to go in or leave your number, since you were still with Tina then.

But I do live less than five miles from campus, so it's not really all that far of a walk. About an hour and a half.

Yeah, that's where the 3am part comes in.
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Date:July 26th, 2006 05:53 pm (UTC)

Re: time & distance

Perhaps. Though the last paragraph does indicate that it occurred in the past, if we're splitting hairs. :)

Then again, I added this to my website (part of the next update, not uploaded yet) and strolled through memory lane with some other stories that are also up there that took place during and after the time I was dating Tina, and they're fairly consistent, I think.

I'd walk through my neighbourhood at three am. Maybe not on nights this warm, though. I'd prefer a chilly night.

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