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Thoughts from my notebook while I was out today:
It really is Doppelgangland here in Seattle. I swear to god I just saw Devin's doppelganger on the bus this morning. Same unkempt, impossible to keep neat hair, ugly sweater and bad dress slacks with semi-dress leather shoes. Only things missing were a sidebag and a copy of Lolita. His face was different, of course, but he even moved the same way.
Up until now it's only been glimpses of people who remind me of people back home. The back of someone's head, or a passing resemblance as we drive by them on the street.
This time the doppelganger walked right up to the bus stop I was sitting at, setting off all my crazy alarms on his way up. Got on my bus, too, though he was only going about three stops. Just long enough, the whole ordeal, to make me realize just why he made all of my "CRAZY" bells go off. It took me a double-take and actually -looking- at him, when his bck was turned, for me to realize just why he set off the crazy bells, but then I had a moment of revelation. Sure enough, reminded me of the psycho-ex.
. . . .
Everyone's hurrying. They all walk with a purpose, even if that purpose is only to go shopping at a certain store. Even just to cross the street, they hurry, and I know I'm often guilty of that myself.
People walk by, their only smiles saved for those that they are already accompanying. No greetings to strangers, no smiles for the sake of sharing that single moment of joy with someone you have never before met in your life and will never see again.
Everyone is so afraid to make eye contact, to smile at one another like that.
It's how we are raised, to be afraid, to not trust anyone, strangers least of all. They could be crazy, dangerous, homeless. Rapists, muggers, killers, pedophiles. Anyone you see.
Especially the ones who do make eye contact....
. . . .
Her blue eyes never compared to anyone else's, that first jolt of becoming real and knowing that I was loved could never be replaced. She was, is, and always will be the one I love. Eternally.
Deep as any ocean, blue as the deepest blue sky, I was captured before I knew it, entranced and in love. The real miracle was in her smile when she looked right back into me and told me she would never let me go. Told me she loved me too.
. . . .
So that was my day, summed up in my writings. XD
The second one was written while eating breakfast at the Cafe/Bakery I interviewed at today (everybody send me all your energy on this one, I really really like this place...) and watching people walk by outside the front window. The first was actually mostly written on the bus before the doppelganger got off the bus, haha, and the last was written whilst trying to avoid being talked to by the creepy man who was blatantly OGLING me on the bus ride home.
Interesting how it was all lovey-dovey lesbians, eh? *snicker*
So, anyway, I have another interview someplace else tomorrow afternoon, and I'm waiting for the return phonetag call from Washington Mutual about that possibility. Somewhere in one of these three opportunities is my chance, and I'm really really hoping it's the Cafe. I really like this place. Not to mention the cute coworkers and Mon-Fri only hours, it has a really nice atmosphere and it made me grin just stepping inside the doors.
Please let the manager call me back tomorrow and say I'm hired~! Pretty please, Kami-sama~!
And in other news, vampire mentality hs taken over my head. I want to bite someone. Hard.
*wanders away seeking bite targets*
It really is Doppelgangland here in Seattle. I swear to god I just saw Devin's doppelganger on the bus this morning. Same unkempt, impossible to keep neat hair, ugly sweater and bad dress slacks with semi-dress leather shoes. Only things missing were a sidebag and a copy of Lolita. His face was different, of course, but he even moved the same way.
Up until now it's only been glimpses of people who remind me of people back home. The back of someone's head, or a passing resemblance as we drive by them on the street.
This time the doppelganger walked right up to the bus stop I was sitting at, setting off all my crazy alarms on his way up. Got on my bus, too, though he was only going about three stops. Just long enough, the whole ordeal, to make me realize just why he made all of my "CRAZY" bells go off. It took me a double-take and actually -looking- at him, when his bck was turned, for me to realize just why he set off the crazy bells, but then I had a moment of revelation. Sure enough, reminded me of the psycho-ex.
. . . .
Everyone's hurrying. They all walk with a purpose, even if that purpose is only to go shopping at a certain store. Even just to cross the street, they hurry, and I know I'm often guilty of that myself.
People walk by, their only smiles saved for those that they are already accompanying. No greetings to strangers, no smiles for the sake of sharing that single moment of joy with someone you have never before met in your life and will never see again.
Everyone is so afraid to make eye contact, to smile at one another like that.
It's how we are raised, to be afraid, to not trust anyone, strangers least of all. They could be crazy, dangerous, homeless. Rapists, muggers, killers, pedophiles. Anyone you see.
Especially the ones who do make eye contact....
. . . .
Her blue eyes never compared to anyone else's, that first jolt of becoming real and knowing that I was loved could never be replaced. She was, is, and always will be the one I love. Eternally.
Deep as any ocean, blue as the deepest blue sky, I was captured before I knew it, entranced and in love. The real miracle was in her smile when she looked right back into me and told me she would never let me go. Told me she loved me too.
. . . .
So that was my day, summed up in my writings. XD
The second one was written while eating breakfast at the Cafe/Bakery I interviewed at today (everybody send me all your energy on this one, I really really like this place...) and watching people walk by outside the front window. The first was actually mostly written on the bus before the doppelganger got off the bus, haha, and the last was written whilst trying to avoid being talked to by the creepy man who was blatantly OGLING me on the bus ride home.
Interesting how it was all lovey-dovey lesbians, eh? *snicker*
So, anyway, I have another interview someplace else tomorrow afternoon, and I'm waiting for the return phone
Please let the manager call me back tomorrow and say I'm hired~! Pretty please, Kami-sama~!
And in other news, vampire mentality hs taken over my head. I want to bite someone. Hard.
*wanders away seeking bite targets*
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Also, if it helps any, I'll let you bite me- least I can do after I bit you all those times. *g*
Good luck! I can see you working in a cafe/bakery, all cute in an apron and your glasses, all of the boys that walked through the door getting crushes on you...hee. It'll be awesome and Seattle-ish of you.
Love ya.
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Love you too. And yes indeed, I can definitely see that. I so have a little tiny crush on this one girl who works there already. XP
*nuzzles* I can't wait to see you again, dearest.
It wasn't a bad need to bite, it was much more of a slinky vampire thing. Sylva had her fun, and KK and teh_antisecks were left in various states of chewed-on. KK has bruises still.. *sweatdrop* And teh_antisecks was RPed into a ghoul by her biting XD
Love and kisses~