Saturday, February 11, 2006

a very strange dream, indeed.



we were on the river terrace at the kennedy center.

it was winter. december. maybe my birthday. it was cold. cold enough to see your breath, but not too cold to be outside. it was a clear night, the stars were sparkling like vegas diamonds, making the chill almost bearable. the potomac stretched in front of us, the gurgling fountain silent beside us.

it's been a great night. i'm giddy and bouncy. obviously happy, obviously satisfied. perhaps we've been to the ballet or the opera. maybe even the theatre.

he is telling me something. i can't hear. i'm an observer not the participant. i'm watching his face, looking into his eyes, but i can't see who he is. only a dark wool coat and a brick red scarf. he is excited, nervous, sincere. i am flummoxed, suprised, elated.

he has proposed and i have said yes.

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this is quite strange, not only because the fountain is turned off in the winter, but i am decidedly single.

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