| July 6, 2007 I took myself out on a date yesterday afternoon. I went to Fayetteville and ate at On The Border and had my favorite meal: chicken empanadas, the chips and salsa and the Beef Burrito (not ground beef, it has chunks of roast beef. mmmm). I sat outdoors and eavesdropped on the conversation the people at the next table were having, read my book until my food was delivered and watched the birds in their nest located on top of one of the outdoor speakers near the ceiling. After that I went over to Barnes and Nobles, wandered around, found some books on scuba diving and staked out a chair. Read through one book and decided to see if there was a movie playing at the time (near 4:00PM) but for some reason EVERYONE in Fayetteville had decided to go to the movies at just that time exactly. Didn't feel like waiting around and dealing with the huge crowds so I headed back home. There was one thing that made me smile, for real, while in Fayetteville. I was walking into the movie complex and there was a guy ahead of me with a young boy, probably about 13 or so and as I watched them walk, I knew it was the father and son because their walk was IDENTICAL. What really made it is that coming out of the door was another father and son set that walked and carried themselves the same way. Two sets of father and sons, both sets had very distinct characteristics of walkng and just seeing the similarities of the set made me smile. Don't know why but it did. Once I got home, I sat down and surfed and started to watch Man On Fire. The last 15 minutes of the movie destroyed what hold I had on my emotions and I cried during that time and the next 15 after the movie. So sad. Wanted something so badly and the grief was so intense. I just held onto the wall with my face against it and cried. Real crying. That hasn't happened in awhile. I'm okay now though. | |
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