Tuesday, December 16, 2008
A good day's work at an end. Running into an old friend. Handshake. His first time visiting. Impressed with the place you go every day. Seeing it through fresh eyes again. Not enough time to really catch up. Phone rings twice. Another friend. Dinner awaits. Snow falling outside in the Christmas tree courtyard. A promise to see each other after Christmas. In another place. One of many holiday places on the plan. Dinner at Cafeteria. Evergreens turning white slowly outside. Seafood inside. Catching up after almost a semester apart. Hot cocoa and tea and cookies and high ceilings in a new apartment not too far away. Dessert over. Bed calls. But not before a call before bed. Taxi part of the way. An extra dollar in the stack of ones, passed from bartender to me to driver. Keep it anyway. White-lit trees outside the skyscraper. Escalators down. The simple joy of falling blocks and colorful lines. Charlie Brown on the rotation. Mesmerized by the screens. Out the tunnel. Dar Williams. Mortal City. Swinging door, held for another. Icy-tipped hillside. Tears brim. A moment in the snow. Song ends. A couple huddles beneath the scaffolding. Door. Key. Home.