tylerpierce (tylerpierce) wrote,

Don't be discouraged, don't be afraid

My vacation ends early.

I enjoyed most of the time, and missed sharing the exceptional moments with you.

Two nights ago, drinking at one of my regular places, one of the off-duty waitresses shouted at me across the edge of the bar, "Why are you pouring salt on the homemade coaster?"

I smiled. "It keeps the glass from sticking to the napkin."

Her laughter was its own answer. "That's so OCD," she said.

I know my problems, and I know when a battle is lost. I shrugged and smiled, holding my fingers up a few centimeters apart. "A little bit," I answered. She was dutifully entertained.

A couple of weeks ago when I was haunting the downtown clubs, I found a kindred spirit. We made our way off the floor to a back table; I'd promised to buy her a drink.

Introductions were had. She looked familiar, as apparently I did to her. Seattle is a small city.

She grabbed my right hand and stared at my cat ring. "We've met, haven't we?"

I looked at her carefully. "Six months ago, here?"

"Yeah! Sorry, I'm kind of baked."

"That's okay, I'm kind of drunk."

Time passed; my youth replayed. I haven't been young for a very, very long time.

The night ended. I asked "Do you want to get breakfast?"

"Eating at this hour? Are you crazy?" she answered.

"Find you a Red Bull, then?" I asked hopefully.

"No, I'm going home," she replied. She kissed my cheek and left.

Two weeks ago, I hiked with some friends through the north Cascades. After a wrong turn down the Middle Forks Road, it was fifteen miles total through the beauty of rural Washington.

I'm only here in these moments. A life of snapshots, pleasures, disappointments.
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