Wednesday, January 4, 2017


In the subway station at the end of the day, the commuters part to either side of the canvasser trying to flag them down like a swift stream gliding around a stone.

He attempts to engage a few more of us until, dejected, he gives up, and he waves me off with a downcast expression when I make eye contact.

But something of his failure seems to attach to me, as if invisibility is a virus that can be transmitted by proximity. I am not a small person, but three people almost run me right over on the way down to the train platform, as if they didn't see me at all.
One year ago today: All For the Best
Two years ago today: Last Day of Vacation
Three years ago today: Attention to Detail (Taking Things Too Seriously)
Five years ago today: 1/4/12 God helps fools and drunks, so don't expect a lot of sympathy
Six years ago today: 1/4/10 (sic) cold to warm
Nine years ago today: 1-4-08 Asian pub rules

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