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Monday, 8 November 2004
a typical walk home
Now Playing: keane-somewhere only we know
walking home from office hours at about 8pm...

from diagonally across campus (betchel)

the bite of the weather snuck on me as i stepped out the door

cutting throught the grass of memorial glade, the grass tickled my feet & the dewdrops made my toes cringe

i looked up at the glow of the beautiful library

i saw a cat like figure of a shadow in the distance

i squinted

i saw its little black mask drawn about it's eyes & realized it was a raccoon staring straight at me

i smiled & thought "aww" inside my mind...i looked around to share the little moment with someone & saw some girl on her cell phone that was deep in loud conversation

the raccoon ducked into the bushes & i saw his furry back til i walked off

i was still smiling in my mind as i stored the memory in my mind..

he looked so cuddly

throngs of ppl smoking outside the library for a break from studying perhaps

next to vlsb i heard the cal band percussion playing away...

i saw them in a circle around the lamppost

i passed the place i buried beethoven

i looked to see how he was

there was no sign of his being there

i thought about how at least he had beats to listen to

i wondered how i would toot berkeley's horn in our food network video

thoughts of football games to the cal band playing to the campanile at night crossed my mind

then i began thinking about how women mature faster than men & i thought it'd be better if it was switched & younger men would have to date older women..how odd that would be...

& then i sorta felt a bit bad for saying all guys were the same

i saw this girl that was of an average look & size w/ tight jeans in front of me

w/ guys stood there talking
as she crossed the street, one of them said "if you pulled those pants down her ass would just fall out" the other guys chuckled...

thoughts reaffirmed

while passing the motorcycle parking in front of the gym a guy w/ a red helmet was warming up his bike...i closed my eyes as i smelled the smoke from the exhaust...

waited a long time to cross the street cuz none of the cars saw me

rushed up the stairs of my apt

& opened the door

home

Posted by blog/c_is_for at 9:56 PM PST
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