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May. 29th, 2005 10:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taratemimaI ended up missing the last bus to the train station (forgetting I RVSP'd for a lunch), so I walked to a trolley stop. It was raining, but it wasn't a hard rain, and the sun was out. I tried to take a digital picture of a rainbow hanging over the train tracks, but it wasn't visible.
I walked up and down Boston, having dinner there, beer there, and ice cream there. I realize this is a bad idea financially. I am keeping track of it ("That six pack cost $10? You need to get cheaper tastes," my brother says). However, I took the trolley, and decided to be daring and walk from another trolley stop.
Big mistake. I walked through nice tree-lined streets, past quiet houses, some with and without lights. I thought of a story idea involving zombies in Newton. I started to scare myself enough to avoid the shadowy places. Then I wondered if anyone could see me. I wondered if I look like dinner. I have this amazing ability to scare myself that I cannot apply to anything constructive.
Then I saw a familiar street, and calmed down.
Sleep, however, did not come easy.
I walked up and down Boston, having dinner there, beer there, and ice cream there. I realize this is a bad idea financially. I am keeping track of it ("That six pack cost $10? You need to get cheaper tastes," my brother says). However, I took the trolley, and decided to be daring and walk from another trolley stop.
Big mistake. I walked through nice tree-lined streets, past quiet houses, some with and without lights. I thought of a story idea involving zombies in Newton. I started to scare myself enough to avoid the shadowy places. Then I wondered if anyone could see me. I wondered if I look like dinner. I have this amazing ability to scare myself that I cannot apply to anything constructive.
Then I saw a familiar street, and calmed down.
Sleep, however, did not come easy.
