you have infiltrated my unconscious mind

hi raymi,

another true story by yours truly:

today i woke up late, debated showering but decided against it. actually thought to myself, “if raymi can have no shower days, so can i.” i forgot that i used to do this a lot when ponytails were an option…and that there was a reason i stopped. anyhow…i had a shower late in the day yesterday so i figured i was safe and i went for it.

went to work.

came out of the subway at spadina just before 7, thought “i bet i’m going to see raymi today.” i even looked as i walked past the cow/pig/chicken place, half expecting to see you sitting in the window or something. then, two minutes later – i looked across the street and there you guys were! i saw fil’s camera bag first, then your sunglasses. i said a psychic hello to your backs and figured that was it.

then, at the corner of brunswick and bloor, you crossed the street and came right towards me. i almost said hi, but you guys passed me at that exact distance where i would have either had to chase you or shout to catch your attention, which is weird, and you were pretty focussed, and i was late to meet my friend, and i was also feeling shy and insecure thanks to my flat, stringy hair and shiny nose.

then i went and ate cake with my friend.

the end.

andrea