did you see that?
Oct. 9th, 2001 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireLast night at work I had one of those moments. Where you think you see someone and your heart stops beating for a moment, you forget to breath and everything stops. Then the person turns and the world starts going again, and it's not that person at all.
I saw someone who looked like John, my blond inspiration in high school. For some reason after he left with his programming books, I wanted to ask his name, talk to him.
Haven't thought about John in awhile. I wonder if he is still in Italy, or if he is back at his university in Oklahoma. If he is still making those collages of words, those sharp edged sketches in the margins. If he is still as wild, still as sharp and fast. God, I miss him.
Where do these feelings come from? Are they always there, waiting? Do they bloom briefly like my hibiscus plant? What is it? Why did that pang tear into my heart last night watching that boy walk away?
I saw someone who looked like John, my blond inspiration in high school. For some reason after he left with his programming books, I wanted to ask his name, talk to him.
Haven't thought about John in awhile. I wonder if he is still in Italy, or if he is back at his university in Oklahoma. If he is still making those collages of words, those sharp edged sketches in the margins. If he is still as wild, still as sharp and fast. God, I miss him.
Where do these feelings come from? Are they always there, waiting? Do they bloom briefly like my hibiscus plant? What is it? Why did that pang tear into my heart last night watching that boy walk away?