I laughed a little bit when Kuri suggested our February drinks night at the Sugar Bowl.It’s a bar now? They served alcohol before, but it was a coffee house, always open, and close to the University.
All of that was a decade ago, a life time away.
I was the first to arrive, and I looked around, trying to make contact with what was, searching through what is. It was such a strange thing, the bathrooms were in the same place, and some of the tables the same.The people even, they looked like they belonged – and I was so thankful. It was strange enough that I wasn’t sure I fit in, but to see people that didn’t meet up to the vision in my mind, well.
I feel like I should write some long and deep post, but I have a head ache, and as much as I tell myself that the grapefruit lemonaide was “medicinal” with the grapefruit Stolli, the truth is that I should take a bath and go to bed.
Tell me, have you been back to a place that you felt like you owned, when you were young and cool? What did it feel like?