Snapshot of an Evening.

[drcuriosity]

The city is wrapped in the cool embrace of fog. Supermarket bags in hand, I arrive at the bus stop at the same time as a young woman. She has poetry written on her black portfolio case - written in white-out, and I am briefly amused by the thought of verse written in a substance designed to conceal words.

I look idly through the music in the pocket of my hoodie, and surreptitiously peek at her prose. Some of it is written in Japanese. I have enough Japanese to recognise the words: "look" and "speak!" - which one does not often do, when one is waiting at a bus stop with a stranger late at night. Some of the poetry is quite good, and I consider starting a conversation...

...but then two vehicles pull up, and we're on different buses.

Comments

[winterdenni.livejournal.com]

Always the way, isn't it? Damn life's missed oppotunities.

[tatjna.livejournal.com]

Whereas I would have whipped out my camera and asked to photograph her case.

(at which time she probably would have decided to catch a bus from a different stop in future, where she would end up striking up conversation with another portfolio-ed type who turned out to be the man of her dreams)

I like your story better.

[cheesecat.livejournal.com]

sounds like it could've been my Katy cat o-o

except for the late at night part.

[drcuriosity]

Shorter and darker, also.

Suit Hire

[zane-x.livejournal.com]

Just needing to get in touch with you Morbid...

Apparently we need to get together sometime before the wedding and organise what we're wearing at a suit hire place like Munns? Or something?

Anyway, you know the number... ^_^

And personally, life doesn't have missed opportunities, just different paths that we all take. The view is equally good from all of them because we are alive.

[sim-puyo.livejournal.com]

Still sounds like a *good* experience, if not the best possible. :)

Life's full of missed opportunities, including appreciation for what you *do* have.

[drcuriosity]

*nod* Just a few moments in time that struck some kind of creative chord in me, and I felt like writing it down, more than anything else.

What I do have is several kinds of nifty. Busy as hell, but generally with good things and people :-)