The People's Exhibit A (davidology) wrote,
The People's Exhibit A
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The rainbow-colored elephant in the room

The time has come for colds and overcoats. Quiet on the ride; we're all just waiting to get home..... I need the smell of summer. I need its noises in my ears.... Tell 'em that I realize that everyone that lives will die and die alone.

Flying back is always hard. Nevermind the full flights, yelling kids (I was spared most of that actually). But the boarding is always a little rough. Although we've done this ritual so many times, the parental units still get all misty-eyed. I can't stand seeing my mom cry, and it pushes my vulcan-like countenance to its limits.

Every chance to leave is another chance I shoulda took. Every minute is a mile. I've never felt so hollow. I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles.

Of course as ucpsychguy pointedly asked, what happened with getting picked up outside a gay bar? Well nothing.


The elephant decides to let out a scream

Before leaving for the airport, my mom wanted me to make a copy of a CD for her, so we ran to Rite-Aid for blank CDs. This being a small, gay world, of course we run into the guy I met two years ago, who I was told I converted (I think he was already there). There was no time for nonverbal cues of panic. He was right in front of me to wish me a Merry Christmas followed by a kiss on my neck (which was probably meant for my cheek, and my attempt to avoid the situation as effective as my attempt to avoid my fender bender a couple months ago). My mom was right there of course. I hardly said a word to him, and he probably thinks I'm the world's biggest ass. We checked out, and went home to copy CDs.

As a kid, I thought it would be cool to have a pet elephant. But, my how he's growing.
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