July 12, 2013
I’m in the Detroit airport on a layover. My flight is delayed so I’m just here. The airport is large, and mostly emptying out. About 35 minutes ago I had a conversation. A hot girl with a skull tattoo on her leg above the knee sat across from me.
I noticed it right away but continued sitting there, staring into space. At one point I looked up and she was looking at me. I said: “Where’d you get that done?”
“San Diego”
“Where at?
“You know San Diego?”
“Yeah I half live there.”
“Oh, well it’s on C, called Skull and Bones”.
“I really like it.”
Her name is Regina and her number is 609 201 xx13. She’s in NYC for four days visiting a girlfriend, apparently comes all the time. We’re going out either tomorrow or Sunday. We’ll see if that’s true.
Was just in a mood, I guess. You know how it can get. She’s an artist, which is my type, I think. She works part-time at UCSD in the art department as a coordinator, and part time at a restaurant on Mission Beach area.
Sometimes I really miss having a girlfriend.
But then I think it’s probably for the best that I’ve resisted since I’m on a roll with life goals. Sometimes I like to feel that I’m above having a girlfriend. That it’s something I don’t need because I’m so intense and raw that I’m beyond it. But that’s likely bullshit. There are times I remember what it was like. How deeply in love I was, and how much joy and hope and energy it brought into my life. Just feeling love and being in awe of an actual, shared connection with a person. It was new and amazing and made my life better than I though possible, at times. Sometimes I just let myself realize how lucky I was to have had it even once, and to be thankful for it, despite it’s short duration.
I don’t know. I’ll see Regina and her tattoo. I can tell when a girl is into me. Her makeup was heavy and I’m not really into that. But it was exciting to have initiated and to get a pretty intensely positive response. I liked her tanned skin. She’s Asian, which is coincidence. I asked for her number, and she said she was glad I asked.
We’ll see, Monkeys, ok?
I’m going to get a coffee from the airport Starbucks and start writing some email drafts to people I want to collaborate with after this week-long lab. I’m in a sleep deprived state but I like it. It’s been an intense week and I loved it. I’ve missed it. Short nights and long days of being on, and when even 20 minutes of down time feels like a luxury. I love that.
Smile on my end, and flip-flopped feet up on my backpack. Thinking of a nice shower at home under my blue light, a nice podcast to fall asleep with, and a little bit about where to take Regina tomorrow.
See you tomorrow.
