tales from an ordinary world

2002-09-05

I saw them all standing on the pavement, partying outside the new orange-coloured corner shop, gas heater towers protecting them from the elements. Cars slowed down to see what was going on, and passers-by stared into the shop, wondering what it was all about. Just down the street, an Indonesian Student Association had booked out a restaurant, and people were milling around the front of there. I dodged all of this one person at a time in my usual swift-but-awkward manner, and went on my way. People tried to find a park. People hung around either group trying to look good, but also celebrating (perhaps) the beginning of spring, and of 20-degree days. My food tasted like the best thing I'd eaten in a week or two, and afterwards I sat outside for a while to continue watching the people hanging around these two events, before moving up the street, and upstairs.