small city

I saw this girl Sue on the train the other day. She graduated from GWU a year before me and we had known eachother through different aquintances and jobs. Even after graduation I would see her at bars and she was cute. She was smart, laid back and cute. We always had a good time together.

So on the metro, I had just finished up another 11 hour day, reading Murakami's "Dance Dance Dance" and utterly depressed. She kicks my leg and flips at my book.

"Hey Stranger," she says.
Choked, I look up, smile and on recognition, I smile even bigger." Hey, Sue!" we hug.
"How have you been? Still partying as usual?" She looks at the guy with her and says to him, "I would always see Dat at the bar crawls working behind the man."
"Yeah, still, but not so much anymore... it got complicated. How are you!?"
"Doing well, still here, still in the rat race. What are you reading?"
"Murakami. Japanese. He's kinda of a representative of a whole Japanese subversive backlash."
"You were always a Subversive charecter yourself. HAHA!"
"So true" I scratch my head and smile at Sue. She's smiling back, a bit inebriated as well as her red faced boyfriend. I look at her and say, "Hey, you still doing that business thing?"
"OH yeha, still going for it. Are you still doing that Law thing?"
" Yeah, hence the late hour"
"Well, most importantly, are you happy?"
and I couldn't say yes. It wasn't necessary the law thing, the work thing, the girl thing, the anything...I just couldn't say yet. At that moment I felt like saying Happiness comes in prolonged orgasms. They last for periods of seconds, minutes and hours and of right now, I'm feeling like shit. Tired, lonely and thoughts of a cold beer waiting in the fridge just for me.
I said, "I'm alright, Just finished my law school apps and stuff. Feeling satisfied."
"Well, good to hear." and her stop came and she walked off the train, onto the metro station and into the late Thurday night with her orge of a boy.