Giving Notice - Friday, Sept. 29, 2017
Tuesday, Aug. 25, 2015 @ 12:26 pm
Slowly but Surely
I stand in front of the taco shop on Hastings. A gentrifying part of town - hipster cafes alternate with Chinese nail salons, pot dispensaries, and fried chicken shops. An accordion bus passes close to the curb, and I push my hair behind my ear and turn to look up the block.
She's coming down the block. I haven't seen her since she was in town for Gord's funeral in February. I turn and walk towards her.
Holy shit. Where did the rest of you go?
I'm missing 10% of the body that I had when we last spent time together.
I shrug it off, nonchalant. But I'm secretly very pleased with myself.