Today was a good day. I tried doing my homework, but failed at it. I
couldn't figure out how. Statistics is hard. Tonight I went to the
movies. The film was great. On my way home I bought a hamburger.
Suddenly my life was in order. This one day in my life, I had done
something, something other than just work, and fail, or wait, wait for
the day to end, for the week to end. Let my life fall in the ruins of
prosponed work, and then nothing. This day of my life had content to
it.
On the bus home, I saw a girl. This time she was looking back at
me. She had sad eyes. She looked a bit older than the other students,
perhaps my age. But she was very pretty. We sat there peeking at each
other, waiting for the other to go off on the next stop.
When I was about to get off, I wondered if I should go past her on my
way out, but I decided not to, I was sitting next to the door. Then I
saw her standing up, she was getting off at the same stop as me. I
went out the door, and she went out the door left to me. I saw a
person come out, but didn't look. I walked slowly, so that she would
catch up with me. A womans voice started talking behind me. I slowed
my pace, I heard the voice moving to the right, away from me, I turned
and looked. It was someone else.
Then I turned around and kept looking around me. She was gone.
This is my life. When things go right, I am reminded of how painful my
life is. This one day, when I allowed myself to live a litte, I almost
met a girl, and now, I weep in silence.
