tales from an ordinary world
1999-10-08
"All these moments
will be lost in time,
like tears in the rain..."
.
I sit in the park and look around, having just finished my book....
...a little girl runs past and looks up at the tree. She sticks out her arm, trying to reach the branch...
...a couple of young shirt-types are sitting behind me. One of them talks about someone (his girlfriend ?) who's just finished an interior design course...
...I start walking back to work, and there's a guy with long red dreadlocks in leather gear, standing on a bench seat reading out something or other to his more conventionally-dressed workmates...
To quote a local cartoonist, it was a near-life experience. Trying to prove to me that I just don't appreciate this life as much as I ought to. But I'm trying. Or I'm trying to try. Or something...
