Drider_it

Why does life throw us so many curves and strangs occurances?

for instance..

In our small town a new coffee/book store opened. And as one that enjoys all aspects of coffee, and god knows I love a good book, I found myself drawn there today as I was headed home from a short day at work.

Walking in ahead of me was two grey haired elderly ladies. I thought to myself 'great its a granny bood store. But putting aside my initial thought I walked in.

The store clerk or what not was bent over placing a book on the shelf. Ok so she was bent over, but not with her back to me. All I could see was the top of her head.

To understand my nature a bit better, and for some reason I've never posted of this. I'm all about a persons eyes. If you can't look at me in the eye's, I'll have little at all to do with you ever. I write you off outta my history and forget your trapsed in my life. I'm like that. The eyes show you everything there is about a persons nature. The way the eye lids move and such. Everything is revealed in a heart beat of a wink.

Anyways, back to the story.

I'm pouring over the books when I am greeted with a heart felt "Hello" from the clerk who turns out to be the owner. I shake her hand.

She stand about 5'2" shoulder length blonde full bodied hair. She is no way from being fat or well rounded. A comfortable medium. But her eyes, the same eyes I said goodbye to 12 years ago. No, I never bothered to go out with her. As I saw it, she orbited in a far higher social structure than I would be allowed in. But, seeing how band memebers opperate in a world of thier own we were all the same in our own world.

Like a small sun bursting into existance. Recoginiton crossed her face, yet again the eyes pulled in everything.

Can one express the sight of someone traveling back in years and searching of the times they spent around someone and freeze one aspect, in that they hold that image they once knew? close....

She comparied her memory with the present and ... heh.. I saw her take in a quick breath. Flustered would be a good example to use here for the way she looked. I got a bit intimitated then. I'm always self aware of those that belittled I and mine back in highschool. Although she never did her friends more than made up for it. But again that was due to highschool social structures and all. Alas, I always treated her with the utmost respect.

I told her my name and her face flustered. "oh my god, you turned out cute" which knowing her in the way i did and well, still do. I'm a "hottie" I guess.

and then we talk abit while i suggest a selection of books she should order for her store, and seeing how she has a used book section, I offered some of my meger collection for her store for free.. I have well over 6k scifi, horry and fantasy books. I told her I'll have enough for her to have a full selecton by next week. This I would do for her for free, cuz I'm a fan of anyone with an imagination.

Then her friend walks in and says hi.. yet another girl from my highschool years. I must admid that the years have been kind to them both.

Her friend did a double take at me as she walked up as the memories came and went.

And yet to their supprise they find out just how intelligent I am and how much of a social person I can be. As I'm talking to the owner, the new arrival sets down and the three way conversation starts in. Seeing how neither of us spent any real time together, I was relieved in the fact of not being drawn in on "good old times" and was happy to discuss events after highschool and all.

Then I notice outta the corner of my eye, the new arrival give me a very approving up and down once over which ended up being sly hidden by a wide smile as I turned to her to say something. Funny how I noticed it, but kept my cool about it.

All in all, its one of the frist times I've ran into someone from my old highschool days, that I enjoyed talking to them. And have them realize I haven't changed a bit other than the glasses I wear. And that I've lost a little weight and toned some. well happens when you do physical labor doing concrete. But over all my physical shape is still the same and my size.

Just goes to show that person you never talk could end up being one you will regret all your life never becoming a closer friend to them. Now that its over and done with, I got a cool place to hang out and bring friends to that I know I and they will be welcome before walking into the place.

I'm even thinking about offering up suggestion and free labor to spruce up the place. Heck if im gonna hang out there, might as well help keep it going.


All in all, I feel better than I have been in well as long as i can remember. Although every day is special, just a moment in time like that makes it that much more.

*ok so ends my moment in the "wonder years" lol*

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