Wednesday, January 21, 2009

99 bottles of beer and a Butterfly, too!

I rolled out of five o'clock traffic, Stones blaring, and scooched into the faded little parking lot. No beer in the fridge and two cigarettes to my name. Stopping on my way home to stock up on a little peace and my everyday addictions. I thought about leaving my sunglasses on. Not to hide my identity, but because I looked so bad. Old. Tired. It happened overnight.

Instead, I followed the construction worker with the beautiful blue bandana on his head through the double doors and smiled as we clinked cooler doors together. He nodded. Five thirty etiquette at the corner store.

I was third in line. Right behind the man with the baseball cap. And the blue eyes.

He turned. We've met here before. In pajamas. I groaned. And laughed. Couldn't look any worse than the first time. He laughed, too, and then inched his way closer to being "next " in line.

He paid for my beer. Kissed me on the cheek and walked out the double doors.

The six people in line behind me and the girl behind the counter watched as he never looked back.

"A carton of Winston Ultra Light 100's, please" I asked as I balanced my Michs on the popsicle cooler. "Your neighbor?" she asks, pointing her head and every squiggly hair on her noggin' towards the door. "Nah".....

A murmer began behind me. And I smiled.

When I walked through the double doors, I smiled at the sunset. Seven people touched by the butterfly. Everyone making up different stories. Talking out loud....

"Her ex" the hippie in the blue bandana grumbled.

"Dude, wanna buy my beer?" the kid behind him asked.....

"I don't think she knows him" Leyla replied.....ringing up the hippie's beer....

And then I was out the door.....I didn't hear the telephone tag that passed through the line, but I smiled even bigger at the sunset.

The man who thinks he doesn't make a difference, doesn't have a clue. Seven people went home with a story. All different. All painted to match their imagination.

And imaginations grow....

16 comments:

skinnylittlesister said...

Lol Sisterlove...Oh How I love the imagination! Sometimes it really is the only limitation...ILYSVFM! xoxoxox

karma lennon said...

I love this! Happened to me once at the corner store too, beer and a rose except I'd never seen the man before. Made me smile, made them wonder. Imagination keeps us going for sure. :)

Shimmerrings said...

Oh, my! This is a wonderful story! Ha! Yes, it sure stirred up some energy and set the minds to racing... thanks for sharin'...

kj said...

those blue eyes again...

:)

Maithri said...

Ok is it just my imagination
runnin away with me ;)

Or is there something
there.... between ole blue
eyes
and the
golden butterfly

Much love, Much peace,

M

PS ive been strugglin with ideas of peace~love lately my friend, last couple posts on my blog... you're the peace~love angel, have taught me so much about it... so if you get a chance to drop by sometime id love to hear your thoughts...

singleton said...

OMG! Where are my comments? Where are my love letters> Why do they keep shutting my internet off?

sisterlove....
and sometimes it's our only trip out of here! ILYSVVFM! And day after day, night after night, words after words, I realize more and more that the only years between us are imaginary and the miles between us,the hours between us....are but just a moment.....

karma...Then, you know! Which I knew you would! And there was a first time once.....
And I had never seen him before....
but I had seen those blue eyes forever.....

Shimmerings...LOL! This is a very very small town! You should hear the energy it stirred up here!

KJ....
Somethin' 'bout them....
"Nadine, honey, is that you?"
Oh, another foever story......

Maithri....Peace~love is a struggle...
a mountain climbed....
Believing in the sky....

And sometimes
we have to stop half way
to
tie our shoes,
sip some water,
sleep....

And sometimes when we
wake up,
we're way
back
down
the
hill...

heavy...

And not sure we can do it again...

But
the only other
choice is
black and white re~runs
on
antennae~less TV...

And so we climb...
and we believe...

And every now and then

we
dance
with butterflies....

Much Peace and Love....
It's there...

kj said...

oh jeez. okay, i'll climb again...
:)

singleton said...

kj....
Oh Lord, I was preachin' again, huh? :)

Muah!

Maithri said...

You are the voice,

I love you,

M

PS its 45 degrees celsius over here... that translates to frickin hot in fahrenheit i think lol! The poor railroad tracks have buckled its that hot... I'm headin down to the ocean tonight for the weekend... I'll blow you a kiss my friend... I always do.

Acquaintance said...

I miss you, sorry I've been away for so long, come by.

she said...

singtome: ~ BEAUTIFUL ~ post.

write there, standing in line..

and i couldn't agree more..

story is the gift. to hear one, have one, unwrap one, create one..

and share them like you do; with your signature magic

and it spreads here from seven to who knows how many..

from one tender gesture at the corner store

"to stories!"

love, peace & more posts, ~s.

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mindy said...

love the butterfly effect. :)

Justgivemepeace said...

Maithri....
Prayers to you and yours....
Everyday....
And love

Acquaintance....So good to hear your voice again! I've been away too. But I found the ladder and I'm getting back on the world I feel off of!

she...Muah! Sweet Girl. I've missed you. My computer is all bogged down. I have to reboot it like every 10 minutes if I'm lucky! Waiting on the bail~out fairy to help us fix this broken house so I can bop around again! LOL! Like that's gonna happen!

Annonymous...
LOL! Well, I don't know what those blue boxes mean....I can't read 'em even with my 3-D superbowl glasses on!

Mindy...Ahhhhh, it's the best!

Spadoman said...

Stopped by say hello and wish you peace. I know I'm not a stranger here, but just a friend that hasn't been around in a while. Let me have one of those beers, you got a light? Let's talk a while.

singleton said...

Ahhh....spado! Much peace, Man! No, you'll never be a stranger!

*passing the beer*