Inspirations And Apparitions.

The original plan was to go to 2nd Floor on Wednesday night to celebrate the completion of an exam. That plan fell through though because a lot of people had exams or felt like no one was going to go out tonight because of exam. Nevertheless I had a really fun Wednesday night anyways. Kalyn messaged me online and we decided to watch Dead Poets Society and catch up on old times if you will, listen to some music as well. I told her that I needed to clean my room first because in it's current state I had popcorn all over the floor, papers everywhere, empty coke cans on my desk, a pile of laundry in the basket, and bills/transaction records everywhere in arms reach. After I made my room accessable I told Kalyn to come on over, and I went outside to wait for her. I sit down on the spinning chair on the porch, wearing my brown Jays shirt and jeans. I look over and in the darkness sits Jeff, one of our neighbours with his head in his hands. "Hey buddy." I said.
"Hey how's it going?"
"Not too bad, what are you up to?"
"Just got in from a run. My knee is killing me."
"Oh ya."
"This isn't even my bad knee." He pats his right knee, "This is my bad knee."
I pat my right knee, "Yeah this is my bad one."
"Same one."
"How'd you do yours in?" I asked.
He then told me the story of getting hit from behind in hockey, and I in return told him my Jitsu injuring story.
"Alright man, I'm going to go in for a bit." He said.
Once he entered his house I looked up into the night sky, there are not too many stars out. I realize that I should walk and meet her along the way instead of just sitting around, so I got up and walked down MacDonnel street to run into her.

Shortly up the road I run into her and we walk back to my house. We sit in my newly clean room and I start playing some songs on my computer. We both have an appreciation for music so I wanted to play her some Jack Johnson which she totally digged and then went on to play Death Cab For Cutie after. "Ok check out this song by Death Cab, but let me say that it's-" I pause for a second. "It's sort of a beautiful sad song." I continued. I put on "I Will Follow You Into The Dark," and we both listened attentively to the lyrics. My mind wanders to that night in November when I laying down on my bed, staring into my walls crying, and then the next morning hunched over on the chair on the porch looking into my glass of whiskey and ginger ale. We both agree that it is a nice tune, but the second chorus really does not fit in. I put on Dead Poets Society and we hop on top of my bed and watch my computer screen. I'd normally use the living room TV, but it was already in use at the time. The more we lean back on my walls the more the bed creeps forward on it's wheels. I try to brace the wheels with my jeans. In the end I just stop leaning back on the walls much to the dismay of my back. I really could use a futon for these situations. "Don't do that dad!" Kalyn yells out. "Woah, hey, no yelling, my roomies will think something kinky is going on in here." I joke. I won't give away what happens in the movie but it was pretty sad.

After the movie was over I walk her back home. It's still a really nice night out and both being from country lives we share stories of our observations with stars. And the lack there of when going to the city. When we walk up George street towards Parkhill these two guys open the window above us. In the room you could hear the house music playing on one of their stereo systems. "Wooo! Yeeaah!" They yelled at us with their hands waving around. I clench my fists and start to do a house dance in return to their delight and they begin to cheer some more. I stopped moving my fists in a circular motion and continued on the normal stride going back to a previous conversation. "So where do you live?" I ask as we approach the Subway on the corner. "Just at the white place there." She said. I make my way to the one behind the store. "No no, the one beside."
"Oh" I said. "That place there?" I pointed.
"Yup."
I begin to laugh. "I use to know people who lived there."
I'm laughing to myself cause it was the place where Adam's ex-girlfriend use to live, Amy. Boy he was an idiot to let that one go. Who knew what would happen after they broke up too.

We get inside and instantely I feel weird going up these steps. It was a return to a familiar place. We get up to her room and she bids me to sit on her computer chair, but since she has no chair for herself I plop on the floor across from her. To her dismay of course. The phone rings. Her roommate comes out and gives it to her. Who calls this late? After everything is sorted out we sit down again and she gives me a tarot reading. I of coursed asked about my love life. The first card representing the past comes up the World card. Which signifies something being complete in my life. I instantly think of my ex-girlfriend Jessie but do not reveal that to her. The next card representing the present comes Ace of Cups, signifying an emergence of emotions. Not sure about that one. And then the future card turns up. It's the Magician. Although this card can be representitive of some event, it can also be a significator. Meaning it represents a person. Someone powerful and strong, someone with a burst of energy, creativity and a focused will. Who knows if such a person will appear before me, or has already.

We then sit down longer and chat about movies and other stuff, reminising about our first year and the people we knew. When 04:00 hours came around I decided it's best that I head home so we both can get some sleep. We hug and say our goodbyes and I walk back home with the streets to myself. I look up at the stars again and the very few that remain there for me.

I came into my house, went right into my room and feel asleep.