It was a good day, felt good about myself for the first time in weeks. Didn't put my Belle behind me, before me, or above me, just in my my thoughts and hoped that she smiled today.
I know it's tired and old but the democrats winning both the house and the senate was big and uplifting news. I call myself a liberal with conservative views. I don't fall into the two party system anymore, mainly due to Gregg... brilliant mind, I don't talk to him nearly enough anymore. Checks and balances have finally fallen back into our great and tired nation.
Lingered in the city for a bit after work, walked into this pizza place next to the Ed Sullivan Theater just looking for a slice. The guy ahead of me had the same idea, but they didn't serve by the slice, only by the pie. My New York is disappearing to Starbucks and whogivesafuck. It just so happened that this guy, Roy, was this amazing fucking guy. He's one of those people that look reality in the face and say, "Fuck off, I'm cashing in on my "Get Out Of Jail" card, and I'm walking out." Reminded me of Billy, a cousin that faced the odds and said, "Fuck this arm, I'm a S.E.A.L!"
Always admired people like that, a paraplegic that broke the odds. We spoke about music, art and sports, never about politics. The one thing that makes us stand or sit, let it sit by the waist, waste, side, enjoy the pizza.
I sat in front of this man for the next hour confronting things that really matter. Thought trave back, and Christ, Jon, I do hope your are among the best. Roy. And he and I recalled the best and worst ones that graced our eyes and never were while we shared a pie in NYC... and thought, "He doesn't have it. But "God damn" he sure does has a great grasp."
The waitress, through out the hour, flirted. I gave it back, my mind didn't wonder back to my Belle... I didn't want it, but still, there it was. Someone still wanted this wretched ass. I didn't have to shoe her away with some, "Just broke up with my girlfriend." line. Didn't have to push her away to the "Mer de Nomes"... sea of names... It made me feel alive. Wanted again. It was good.
The bus ride home was long, over an hour and a half. Spoke to the woman next to me, all still trivial... about the transmission that gave way part through the up-shift. About the time it took, tolls, traffic, news, politics, life... It all gave way to a new part of me. Gave way to the new part of me, the exposed me. I like him. It was a good day. Hope you're well Belle.