I went out tonight, briefly.
I went to a church picnic, but it was ending. Then I went to see a band, but they were delayed in starting.
One person was complaining about how she was sick but was staying out anyway though she had to work at 8 a.m. Kept coughing. “Go home and sleep! I said. “You should take care of yourself.” She laughed and went back to coughing.
Another woman walked up and declared, “I need a girl to make out with.” I looked down– not my scene. She laughed at my reaction and walked off, looking for a new target. Everyone was dressed sexy and rock and roll, and I’m standing there in my long skirt with boots and 3/4 sleeve top like a librarian! I had finished my cherry coke and didn’t feel like ordering another one.
I just felt old. It was hot, dark, boring.
I glanced at the set list and realized, I’m not up to standing crushed against the stage anyway. I’ve got Mass in the morning– I was more excited about that!
And I left, and felt relief.
Then I rented “Beaches.” Still one of my favorite movies. It’s about half-way through, and I pretty much can recite much of it by heart.
And now I’m blogging from my place in the quiet, enjoying my own company.
Perfect Saturday night. 🙂