New Years Eve 2013

New Years Eve 2013

dance dance dance

oh look at the time- (145? last train at 2?)

where are my friends? phone call received- we're on the way to the train, hurry up!

where is my jacket with keys? not to be found

look around look around and get down

on knees 

to look around some more

against the flow of people being evicted- closing time, frantic search, rapid fire questioning

cut losses, kiss lady, run down the street, 

zoom, nothing here but a drunk dressed up man running, running

following the phone, running running

i approach the station, glass outer door closing, inside train still there!

rap on the glass- station person: sorry its already leaving

NOOOOOO

call friends- don't know what to do- taxi? too expensive it seemed (though in retrospect…)

by fluke an extra loose key to my empty apartment in my pocket, so...

BART! last bart at 3!  run down the street, 15 blocks, made it- last bart waiting

tired, some teenagers say the rudest things about mints 

"mints are for fags" while some other people eating mints, talking about trading mints for some collectible thing

how randomly inciteful

i think about saying something, obviously not worth it  (your mom is for fags came to mind, but don't fight fire with fire, right)

i get off the train ashby station- now just 15 blocks to home, 

the passengers disembark and scatter

i walk, the night drags on,

nervous, unsafe, dark

self-aware

i walk and walk and walk

so different by foot the route

Home, locked door, safe haven

not so safe from the cold

cold, dark, hard

not a thing around

NOT A THING except a half damp towel in the bathroom becomes a pillow

no heater, hardwood floor, no jacket

huddled in a corner

hours go by wake shivering 4 am

can't stand it anymore

decide to take hot bath

spend next 4 hours in bath, water on and off, in and out

time for this raisin to get up-

phone- almost dead

call… "mom, …"

bart- closed?!

walk back

call mom

bart not closed?

toes basically bleeding

walk back

take bart

get off

mom there, with sis

aye carumba

now getting my car

400 dollars on NY Day for Key?!

wait a day leaving in my friend's driveway and unable to get to work?

AAA- 100 instead of usual ()

alright its worth it

set it up

wait in driveway

taking long time

walking back and forth

weeding their lawn

talk to friend's mom and old friend

say goodbye, hello, what happened last night? (later realized they were  coked up off random smack, never helps)

talk to friends mom, mother figure, friendly advice, future business, awkward pretenses with old friend haven't seen in a while, (she's really on best behavior, passive aggressive is the norm)

key guy comes, makes key, can go

say goodbye

the nightmare is… a funny adventure