i had lived here less than a year, had already gotten kicked out of one apartment, and was back sleeping on the floor of my sisters efficiency in midtown. but i was acting! sort of. in a show at the public theater, no less. so, you know, whatever. anyway, my sister introduced me to this girl (this was before i met my wife), and I ended up smitten. seriously smitten. It struck me like a thunderbolt. we were watching shakespeare in prospect park (i had just come off a yearlong shakespeare tour, and still had kind of creative hard-on for all things bard related); i dont even remember the show; i think it was 12th night. anyway, there was this one moment -- the look in her eye, and the way her dimple punctuated her smile in perfect harmony to the comedy unfolding on stage -- it was a flawless moment, and is still a cherished memory. that summer, she went away to do a show, and fell for a cast mate. part of me knew what would happen. in my head, i knew she wasnt mine, but my heart belonged to her, so... as she told me of her new fella, all i could think was, maybe hes just pieces of me youve never seen before. we had, after all, known each other briefly. so, im listening to this tori amos album, little earthquakes, for the first time in probably over a decade. i dont remember how i came to like it. at the time, it was really not my musical schtick. its the kind of album that kind or rips your guts out, squishes em all up, and then sculpts them into something heartbreakingly beautiful. anyway, i was hanging out with tori this afternoon, working, and she reminded me of the very long story above. i was in the mood to share.
Posted on: Sat, 13 Dec 2014 20:28:35 +0000
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