Wi-fi access is a wonderful thing. I can set my laptop up anywhere there is a signal and add to this narrative, hoping that maybe with a change of venue, I will have the courage to put down what has been plaguing me now for four days, and dates back for months. I'm finding, however, that McDonald's doesn't exactly provide the environment to speak the terrible truth of my deeds. Which McDonald's? I don't mind telling you because a) by the time you read this, I'll be long gone and b) even if I were still here when you arrived in a huff, you wouldn't know who I was anyway.
I'm sitting at 71st & Elm in my hometown of Broken Arrow, Oklahoma. Yeah, I stayed in my hometown because I know the area, I know the people, and more importantly, I know their movements and where to hide from them. I know at this time of day, none of them will visit this McDonald's so I can eat my sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit and hashbrowns in peace.
This is a weird McDonald's though. Once upon a time around here, this McDonald's sat next door to an Otasco store, which is (was) a hardware store. Well, it changed from one thing to another until finally, they tore down both the store (which like everything else in Broken Arrow and Tulsa, became a car lot) and the McDonald's next door, and built a dual-store convenience store(gas station)/McDonald's. Then the convenience store closed, leaving the McDonald's in half a dead store. But as I look across the store at where I entered, the convenience store section is open as it has been for quite some time now, and I'm pondering whether I should grab an overpriced moon pie on the way out.
This doesn't solve my immediate problem of needing to confess my sins to complete strangers, but since I have no one else to talk to in my instant hermitage, it helps to think that someone out there is actually "listening" to me. Tara used to work here when she was in high school. That was before I knew her, though. That was before a lot of things happened.
Ok, maybe that's enough for now. I don't want to draw attention to myself here.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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