| freshly scraped off the sidewalk ( @ 2005-08-09 18:05:00 |
I just saw an old man help a blind man cross a street. The blind man thanked him, and continued safely on his way. The old man turned around and re-crossed the street alone, without realizing that the light had changed and cars were going. They honked, and ran to safety. This seemed like a metaphor.
A certain Brooklynite who shall remain namelss must have done some violence on my face Sunday night/Monday morning. I have a short, faint gash above my right eye, plus a bruise and general eyelid-puffiness. Plus, that eye is bloodshot all to hell. But that last symptom of a U.D.I could have been due to all the coughing and hacking I've done.
Beginning a journey tomorrow. Hopefully to sobriety. At least for a week.
A certain Brooklynite who shall remain namelss must have done some violence on my face Sunday night/Monday morning. I have a short, faint gash above my right eye, plus a bruise and general eyelid-puffiness. Plus, that eye is bloodshot all to hell. But that last symptom of a U.D.I could have been due to all the coughing and hacking I've done.
Beginning a journey tomorrow. Hopefully to sobriety. At least for a week.