She’s waiting there with some boy I’ve never seen before, who commences to complain for the rest of the evening. She sure knows how to pick em. We go to baggage claim and wait around the glinting metal carousel for about 20 minutes until we notice that my bag has refused to pop out onto the moving track. It occurs to me that my bag is missing. I have to wait behind the asian man in the plum corduroys who has been with me since albuquerque. I haven’t mentioned that i haven’t eaten since i had that leftover italian it is now (12:30 AM). We talk about getting drinks and end up at John and Peter’s in New Hope. Where i have my first yuengling in 8 months. Kyles buys it for me and it finally feels like I am home.
Scott shows in his peacoat. He looks like a sailor and his hair is cut close to his head. I am relieved to see him and we all make off for the Eagle diner. I commenced to eat a cheesesteak and a piece of scrapple that Angela orders. It feels nice to be back on the east making butt jokes and ripping on Angela because it’s normal and that’s how we show our love. I forget about being tired. I forget about him. I am with the people that mean the most to me at that very moment, of course minus a few. It would be great to see jim or eel but what are you gonna do? They’re in china and i surely send my love. Of course I end up wearing the same clothing for 2 days until my bag arrives. In those two days i can’t get no satisfaction and my parents buy a huge box of liquor. I am drinking right now because the afternoon drunk suits me. I still think about calling. I think about what’s going on with Scott and my Pseudo date with Nick, but most of all I think about the man that stole my heart. I still love him with the pieces that are left.
