It was a long day. Studying till 6 p.m., one more hour to talk to friends and fool around, first episode of Quantum Leap at home (brows, oh boy!), contemporary American poetry and then running to pick up a boy to go for car maintenance at 12 a.m.
Yup, because it's the only time for repairs, obviously. We were like the only clients at the time, but they had refused to put me on day-time schedule because I only had a light bulb to change. (Logic? What logic?) My baby is fine now. And she's clean and beautiful, too. Afterwards this boy took me to eat sushi and we watched a movie with Meryl Streep at this restaurant on their big screen. The movie was funny and the whole evening was cosy and nice.
Then I drove the boy home and he got out, while I had to turn around. Going past his house again, I saw him standing there leaning on the wall, in his Sherlock-style cap and old jacket. We waived goodbyes and I drove off to foggy streets of the city at deep night. For the first time I drove through such a thick fog that you can see no more than 10 meters ahead.
And it just felt so good.
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