Reverie
October 12, 2013
I have forgotten now exactly how it all happened. And the many times since that I've recalled the scene, all I can remember is that I did indeed see her. The sight of her face cut off all memory of what went before.
Thinking back, though, I imagine it must have gone something like this. I sat on the bench on the second floor of the library...in a trance, not thinking of anything at all. It was noon by the time she emerged. Yes, it was her... It couldn't be anyone else...
Our last encounter was two years prior. You Marcus and I went to the local pizzeria. Under the neon lights you told me your premonition, that you had foreseen all that would and would not be possible for us. "how thoroughly I've aged," I thought. "one symptom of old age is a loss of intuition. I, too, once had a certain sense about meeting someone in the future, but I couldn't have imagined it would be someone as far from me as you."
At the same time, I wondered whether every man you met aroused the same kind of premonition in you.
The air was so heavy he felt suffocated..so I left... Without saying a word to you...
