Saturday, December 16, 2023

if I am not stopped

I was crying over a remembered moment I had this year on the bus, heading to a doctor appointment I went to catch a transfer bus, but apparently the construction site made it not possible for the bus to stop there. Ended up running to the next stop only to miss that as well, as I'm waiting frantic about making appt, I see this older man come following up as he'd missed that construction bus stop as well. We made some small talk about the weather and somehow ended up on the topic of family as we got on the bus. Oh your out here and your family is in x. The next moments we seemed to end up in this emotional moment of how the past has escaped us and the loneliness of getting older and the longing to be around family again.

Something led him to think as was Persian like him... I enjoy that. I enjoy not being mistaken for an American.. but fuck I need to learn another language.

But ultimately it was seeing the tears in his eyes.. as they are in mine from time to time. 

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