Holding a ticket for Frontier Flight 328, Gate C-52,
I run through the Denver airport.
7 minutes to loading.
Everyone in front of me on the flat escalator
is too slow.
(more) I make the flight.
In St. Louis,
at the training I'm attending,
we get a tornado warning on Saturday--
the best part of the conference.
The sky turns black at 3:30 p.m.
Thunder sounds and lightning flashes.
I forget you shouldn't go swimming
when there is lightning.
Water drips from the ceiling of the pool area.
A woman with two toddlers
asks me, "Is it safe?"
As if I am some kind of expert,
I nod authoritatively.
Occasionally I'm sure I was a cop or something
in another life--
like I just knew things,
directed people once.
"Is it safe?" she asks again.
I say, "I'll go in first
then you'll know."
What was I thinking?
The family follows me in.
I throw them a beach ball
someone left in the water.
None of us are electrocuted.
In St. Louis, at least in my hotel,
they serve iced tea with every meal
and the wait people call you, honey.
I overhear a waitress talking to another waitress.
She says, "Honey, I was so nervous,
my breasts were floppin.'"
I shake myself a little bit
to try to imagine that.
I glance over.
In St. Louis, on Sunday, a wedding goes on at my hotel.
Outside the lobby, I see
waiting for their taxis,
a group of people all dressed up. Black tuxes.
A woman in a skinny white dress and
beautiful pink heels.
All of it diffused through the water-whipped glass,
the rain, and the dark clouds.
I want a camera.
I write on scraps of paper what I would say to you if we were still together. I put 'em all in an envelope.
Maybe some day we'll repair this damaged relationship and I can give 'em to ya.
It's nothin' deep or anything. Just...ya know... thi(more)ngs I'd be saying to ya if I could call or you were in the room with me.
Remember how we use to laugh about how the customers of Walmart dressed?
Well... I had to go pick up a prescription there the other day. I saw an old man with the same shirt I was wearing. I thought to myself, "I've become one of 'em." I even looked down to make sure I wasn't wearing my pajama pants.
I actually laughed out loud for a minute or two. I'm sure everyone thought I was crazy. It made me miss ya. Ya know? Havin' to laugh alone and all.
Anyway...that's something I wrote on one the scraps of paper.