Monday, January 17, 2005

Tonight I was at a bar, 1

It was a woman's birthday and a friend of hers sits at the table. What is your name again and Oh yes my name is. We have seen one another before. Eventually because many people she knows are dancing on the floor I say Why don't you dance and she says to me Why don't we dance? but this involves her eyes. No, why don't you dance. Apologetically I tell her that there is something of a difference between asking someone to dance and what I had asked. Not too long after this exchange she put on her coat and walked out. That night there was freezing rain on the roads.