long, long lost...
being home at christmastime allows for the occasional fluke run-in that i adore...
after a leisurely lunch at the ship with lola yesterday, i decided to walk down 17th to finish up my xmas shopping. mere steps outside the door, i see a familiar face crossing the street towards me. jeff... a guy i had a crush on in seventh grade. a guy i almost failed chemistry with in grade 12. a guy who i hung with at 15 bands for 15 bucks, and innumerable parties at scott's house in high school. a guy i haven't seen since...
12 years on and there he is, crossing 5th street. exactly the same.
though it was only 2:30, he convinced me to turn myself around, return to the pub and have a holiday reunion beer. and we proceeded to have one of the more honest and interesting catch-up conversations i've ever been a party to. my truths paled in comparison to his; namely his relationship of eight years with a 54-year-old man, and his five-year coke problem. don't misunderstand, though. he is very much the same happy-go-lucky jeff i once knew, and i don't doubt for a second that he's quite content in his life of animal-rescue and security system sales. it was one of those rare, candid, unhindered chats where the email-swap at the end was heartfelt and true...
it's good being home.
[no point.]
after a leisurely lunch at the ship with lola yesterday, i decided to walk down 17th to finish up my xmas shopping. mere steps outside the door, i see a familiar face crossing the street towards me. jeff... a guy i had a crush on in seventh grade. a guy i almost failed chemistry with in grade 12. a guy who i hung with at 15 bands for 15 bucks, and innumerable parties at scott's house in high school. a guy i haven't seen since...
12 years on and there he is, crossing 5th street. exactly the same.
though it was only 2:30, he convinced me to turn myself around, return to the pub and have a holiday reunion beer. and we proceeded to have one of the more honest and interesting catch-up conversations i've ever been a party to. my truths paled in comparison to his; namely his relationship of eight years with a 54-year-old man, and his five-year coke problem. don't misunderstand, though. he is very much the same happy-go-lucky jeff i once knew, and i don't doubt for a second that he's quite content in his life of animal-rescue and security system sales. it was one of those rare, candid, unhindered chats where the email-swap at the end was heartfelt and true...
it's good being home.
[no point.]
posted by walkinvisible at 3:18 PM
1 Comments:
I so love that I had a sneak (I'll be it a few hours) peak at the story, or rather the story idea at the party...haha. I love and live for moments like those on the street.
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