BP’s....
Tropical
Chicken pizza, with extra black olives and jalapenos.....
Crushed
red peppershakers and Parm Cheese....
Not the
real parm... oh no.... that’s not good enough....
The
cheap powder that gets clumped up in the shaker.....
The largest
glass of horrible red wine possible.....
While you’re
at it.... Lets make that 2 glasses of red.... and a warm ginger cake
chaser.....
Monday
night wings.....
The
crispy breaded salt and pepper kind...
With hot
sauce and blue cheese for dipping....
A side Cesar
salad.... with another LARGE glass of red wine....
Mini
doughnuts with caramel sauce and powdered sugar.... more wine for dessert....
Enough
to make you fuzzy around the edges....
Deep
fried pickles and hot fudge Sundays.....
Beer.....
I’ve not
had pizza.... my BP’s date in over 2 years.....
My
Monday night Wings and wine in a full year
Dessert.....
only a few times in this past year.....
It’s
been over 18 months since I went vegetarian and 10 months Vegan....
Yet tonight....
As the
snow swirled around....
I passed
and old haunting of mine....
A few
blocks from my loved (and often missed) little condo....
BP’s....
Pizza called
my name as I recalled a night a few years back... where the roads were
crappy....
The snow
piling up....
And I
pulled in for a personal pizza and wine....
It was
there that I saw a future vision of myself....
Me with
my nora roberts book waiting for my pizza.....
A
woman... maybe 30 years older then me....
Shoulder
length blonde hair....
Dressed
up for a date....
A date
with herself...
Wine....
And a
book.....
As I got
up to leave she stopped me....
Asked me
if we knew each other....
Maybe
she saw in me what I was seeing in her....
A vision
of ourselves.....
In a
different life...
A
different stage.....
Still lonely.....
But not
alone.....
I left
that night not knowing
the impact that vision would have on me....
How a
few years later I would drive by that exact same spot....
Craving
a taste of my old life....
And
seeing a vision of what could be....
As I sit
here at my kitchen table with my vegan pattie and salad long since gone....
I’m
still feeling her hand on my arm...
The sad
look in her eye....
And I
recall the promise I made myself....
I may
choose to live life single...
But I
will never choose to live my life alone...
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