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11 July 2005 @ 01:07 pm
whichever door I choose  
For a time, I had a bruise that looked exactly like PacMan. After five seconds of discussion with random folks, the consensus was to sell it on eBay. Unfortunately, before the amputation and subsequent auction listing could be carried out, I accidentally gave my knee another hefty thwack. Alas! The resemblance was lost. Fate decreed that I should not make a profit off my ineptitude.

On the 4th of July, Mr. and Mrs. Dance asked if I would like to go see the fireworks with their group. I said no, for I had not showered that day. It is a strange thing that is not easy to explain to others, and indeed is difficult to make sense of to myself, but when I do not bathe for even a day, I feel like I should not be seen in public. I am slimy and unpleasant to both touch and sight. Even if it is dark, and even if no one will be able to smell me through the scent of their cigarettes, it is very hard to get me to go outside.

But after they left, my resolve wavered. I do love fireworks, and this was my first 4th in a new city. What was I doing? Why was I allowing myself to hide away?

Suddenly it seemed very important that I should go. Even if I did not see fireworks because of my delay, it was vital that I should at least try. Still finding myself unable to venture outdoors without showering, I hopped in and out in a remarkable ten minutes. Now, I was ready for this! I could do it! I quickly dressed and grabbed a jacket on my way out the door. Mr. and Mrs. Dance were by now long gone, of course, so I was left to my own devices. They had said "bridge," but I noticed that they had taken the car, so wherever they were was likely out of walking distance. I couldn't think of any bridges nearby that were high enough or had a clear view, so I decided to go up the hill.

I had only advanced one street when I realized that I was at a nearly perfect spot. A rusty wrought iron fence stood between me and the backyards down below, and aside for a few tall trees, my line of sight was clear. There was one other soul there, a random man of middle age, who was delighted to have company, and he told of his tentative plans, his inventions, his family, and his various hopes. He kept on saying "It's so beautiful," to both the night and the fireworks we saw. It hardly seemed real. When we saw smaller fireworks in the streets beneath us, he would mention crossing over to West Virginia to get "local" fireworks. I could scarcely believe it. Did I really live here? Was I really that close to a state that sounded so far away?

Yes, yes, you really do live here, Nature had me know. I had no bug repellant on, so the mosquitos were eating me alive. On went the jacket.

Mr. and Mrs. Dance may have had one show, but I had an entire horizon of them. I had fireworks beyond hills beyond hills beyond hills into the smoke beyond. This fellow and I moved up and down the street, seeing displays from the right, the left, directly in front, all over! As I watched and pointed out my favorite ones, I felt ... relieved. My first holiday here, and I did something. I could say to myself, "Anne, as long as you are still breathing, there hope for you."
Current Mood: satisfiedtrying to remember
Emily: goddessetoileeyes on July 11th, 2005 06:04 pm (UTC)
Glad you're enjoying your new town hun!! This post made me smile!
Bananakin Skywalker: .....hicat on July 11th, 2005 06:08 pm (UTC)
You know, I keep wondering why I have you friended and all- I'm like "she's a nice lady and all, but we only have minimal in common, so why are we still friended?" But then you post the entries like this, and I remember exactly why! It's because you continue to have a crazy way with waxing that makes things sound like the reader's with you, good or bad. ^^

You're awesome.
Loki: shuyinateeq on July 12th, 2005 02:52 am (UTC)
You should have seen this coming:
You didn't shower for a day? O_o; kinky! Hahaha, j/k.

One thing I hate about the fireworks where I live-- people start two days early. Here I am, sitting in solus, listening to Fur Elise, and playing Final Fantasy, when suddenly I hear the deafening, Boooom! Crackle crackle crackle crackle!
One Who Wanders: brainlessabiona on July 12th, 2005 03:46 am (UTC)
Re: You should have seen this coming:
Um, no, actually didn't see that coming. : P
Lokiateeq on July 12th, 2005 04:30 am (UTC)
Re: You should have seen this coming:
; ; I'm surprised no one touched that aspect of your post, actually. O_o;
One Who Wanders: insightfulabiona on July 12th, 2005 12:19 pm (UTC)
Re: You should have seen this coming:
I can think of a number of reasons:

1.) The two prior commentors were female.
2.) It completely misses the point of the post.
3.) Not showering is, for me, a mark of depression, not sexuality.

But thank you for bringing a new point of view to the matter. : P
Lokiateeq on July 12th, 2005 07:54 pm (UTC)
Re: You should have seen this coming:
You revealed my gender! >.>; *starts wailing*

Yeah, I know-- I can be silly sometimes. :-/
Jonathanthorondae on July 13th, 2005 05:05 pm (UTC)
*hugs* I miss you, y'know. I never talk to you anymore and it's sad. =[

Oh, guess what. Thorondae is in Dream Circuit now. And we have forums. I keep making screenshot posts on the forums and everyone is like "omfg awesome post". So, of course, I tell them all that yours were better. 'cause they were.
DarkWolfskyknight on July 14th, 2005 01:21 pm (UTC)
I must say i have to agree that this post did in fact make me smile.....the fact that you went out and just enjoyed the night for what it was.......thats a very good thing.......and i refuse to go into public without showering either.......REFUSE lol.