Sunday, November 13, 2005
Chapter Three - part two
He wondered around for hours. He couldn't sleep. He felt the urge to see the sun rising, to be surrounded by wonderful things, surrounded by beauty and peaceful thoughts. He didn't want to fall asleep and miss his date. He couldn't show up too soon so he wouldn't seem too anxious, but he couldn't go too late and just spend a few minutes with her. He wanted to know her better, but only if she was willing to give herself too. He wasn't going to put any pressure on her, but he was going to try his best to please her. Trying not to be boring and not too amusing. “And I hope she won't remember last night. But it would be better if she remembers something. Like the light in the sky, that would be nice... No! She will think you're a maniac.”
This self inquisition lasted for almost half the morning, at least until he noticed that he was starving and it was almost noon, by the position of the sun...
He headed home, ate some pizza, took a shower and shaved. “You do look sexy!” he said to his mirror. He looked at the clock again – 12:55. “I guess I missed that shitty class again!” He left home.
Maryann woke up feeling a bit dizzy and starving. Luckily Danielle had brought the night before some Doughnuts, cookies and a bottle of that strawberry-banana juice that she loves.
The day was wonderful. A clear blue sky exhibit a shinny sun. But it was for sure a very cold morning. So many people wearing gloves and toques.
Maryann found herself looking through the window, trying to find John between the crowds. “And you believe he will come after how you treated him early today? And even if he will come, it's still soon!”
She decided to rest a bit. And with the sun lightning her face she fell asleep.
When she woke up the sun was starting to fall. She had no idea for how long she'd been sleeping but she was feeling sleepy, the same way she used to feel when she oversleeps.
She moved slowly in bed:
“Good afternoon, or should I say good morning?” a men's voice sounded, sweetly and softly. Her first thought was – what a nice way to wake up – but then she worried.
“John? What time is it?”
“Almost 4 pm.”
“How long have you been here?”
“Not too long, but enough time to know you sleep like an angel!”
She blushed but he couldn't see it. She tried to stand but she felt a little dizzy laid in bed again.
“Are you OK?”
“Yeah, just a bit dizzy. I should have had lunch but I don't think anyone woke me up for that.”
John helped her to stand and stayed aside near the window.
Outside everything was white. Snow had fallen in the meanwhile. The hospital's yard was all covered by snow, and only the dark concrete roads were standing still. Kids playing in the yard. She could barely see their eyes. Colorful toques and scarves made them look so happy. She could almost hear their laughs.
“In a few minutes everything became white and freezing. I wish I was a kid too so I could still enjoy the first snow fall.”
“And why can't you? Is there an age limit to enjoy the little things in life?”
“No, but you know... I can't go outside and play with the kids. People will think that I'm either crazy or I'm a psycho trying to kidnap one of the kids.”
“People think this, people think that! That's why everyone is so unhappy, their always thinking about what others may think. Wouldn't it be nice if we could all be happy and respect each other?”
“'Guess you're right. But is it worth to take the risk of being arrested or locked in a psychiatric institution?”
“Is it worth to live?”
A deep cold silence filled the room.
“Let’s leave that for some other time. Danielle was trying to explain me what happened but it all seemed so confusing. Can you tell me what happened?”
The sun was shining in every snow flurry as it was leaving the stage for the full moon to show up. They talked and talked until a nurse showed up to tell them that it was time for John to leave.
They spoke about what happened that night and for John's surprise she mentioned the light in the sky. John told her that the cops identified a group of kids playing with boat's signaling signs that night and that probably that's what they both have seen.
They also talked about how she got the princess costume and how she quitted Medical school. He told her about how he wanted to travel the world and how science was the best way to achieve it.
Timed passed so sweetly that he felt he could stay there, talking with her forever.
He walked home with a disguised smile in his face, so pleased for a wonderful afternoon, but so afraid to show his feelings to the world.
He needed to talk to someone, and even though we needed to sleep too he headed to his best-friend's place. Mark would understand him. He could give him some good advice... He would certainly do so.
This self inquisition lasted for almost half the morning, at least until he noticed that he was starving and it was almost noon, by the position of the sun...
He headed home, ate some pizza, took a shower and shaved. “You do look sexy!” he said to his mirror. He looked at the clock again – 12:55. “I guess I missed that shitty class again!” He left home.
Maryann woke up feeling a bit dizzy and starving. Luckily Danielle had brought the night before some Doughnuts, cookies and a bottle of that strawberry-banana juice that she loves.
The day was wonderful. A clear blue sky exhibit a shinny sun. But it was for sure a very cold morning. So many people wearing gloves and toques.
Maryann found herself looking through the window, trying to find John between the crowds. “And you believe he will come after how you treated him early today? And even if he will come, it's still soon!”
She decided to rest a bit. And with the sun lightning her face she fell asleep.
When she woke up the sun was starting to fall. She had no idea for how long she'd been sleeping but she was feeling sleepy, the same way she used to feel when she oversleeps.
She moved slowly in bed:
“Good afternoon, or should I say good morning?” a men's voice sounded, sweetly and softly. Her first thought was – what a nice way to wake up – but then she worried.
“John? What time is it?”
“Almost 4 pm.”
“How long have you been here?”
“Not too long, but enough time to know you sleep like an angel!”
She blushed but he couldn't see it. She tried to stand but she felt a little dizzy laid in bed again.
“Are you OK?”
“Yeah, just a bit dizzy. I should have had lunch but I don't think anyone woke me up for that.”
John helped her to stand and stayed aside near the window.
Outside everything was white. Snow had fallen in the meanwhile. The hospital's yard was all covered by snow, and only the dark concrete roads were standing still. Kids playing in the yard. She could barely see their eyes. Colorful toques and scarves made them look so happy. She could almost hear their laughs.
“In a few minutes everything became white and freezing. I wish I was a kid too so I could still enjoy the first snow fall.”
“And why can't you? Is there an age limit to enjoy the little things in life?”
“No, but you know... I can't go outside and play with the kids. People will think that I'm either crazy or I'm a psycho trying to kidnap one of the kids.”
“People think this, people think that! That's why everyone is so unhappy, their always thinking about what others may think. Wouldn't it be nice if we could all be happy and respect each other?”
“'Guess you're right. But is it worth to take the risk of being arrested or locked in a psychiatric institution?”
“Is it worth to live?”
A deep cold silence filled the room.
“Let’s leave that for some other time. Danielle was trying to explain me what happened but it all seemed so confusing. Can you tell me what happened?”
The sun was shining in every snow flurry as it was leaving the stage for the full moon to show up. They talked and talked until a nurse showed up to tell them that it was time for John to leave.
They spoke about what happened that night and for John's surprise she mentioned the light in the sky. John told her that the cops identified a group of kids playing with boat's signaling signs that night and that probably that's what they both have seen.
They also talked about how she got the princess costume and how she quitted Medical school. He told her about how he wanted to travel the world and how science was the best way to achieve it.
Timed passed so sweetly that he felt he could stay there, talking with her forever.
He walked home with a disguised smile in his face, so pleased for a wonderful afternoon, but so afraid to show his feelings to the world.
He needed to talk to someone, and even though we needed to sleep too he headed to his best-friend's place. Mark would understand him. He could give him some good advice... He would certainly do so.
# posted by William Jack @ Sunday, November 13, 2005 
