Well, it’s official, you’re going to be written in to Grayson and my Steampunk pirate au. Would you rather be a captain for the Bay (the International space gvt) or a fellow pirate? Or a merchant ship?
HA! Oooooh. A merchant ship. A clever one. One that uses comet dust and clouds to hide as we sail, with my hand-picked crew, each a decent shot and even better in a fist-fight. We’re not sure we trust the government, and we’re not exactly kindly-disposed to handing over our goods to pirates. It’d be a point of pride if anybody ever caught us. If I take your cargo, that’s as good as a guarantee that it’ll be delivered.
I like to imagine we’re both stroking our imaginary beards.
Every time I look in the mirror.
BUT THAT REQUIRES TALKING TO PEOPLE !
Some people are art.
It’s just like pretty words and clever things just FALL OUT OF YOUR MOUTH. Fingers. Keys? What?
It’s easy to notice attractive people. But have you ever had the sensation of walking by someone and when you look into their face, it feels like you suddenly wake up from some odd soul/slumber and come alive? Something atmospheric about them rushing against you, and you have no idea why or what, but you know it’s not just the arrangement of their features.
Even though I see plenty of attractive fellows, the above feeling has only happened four times. I remember each with startling clarity.
My grandpa passed this afternoon, unexpectedly. After 15 years of strokes, falls, and painful dialysis, he slipped off in his sleep, not hurting, and having had a good breakfast. He’s not broken anymore. He’s not hooked up to machines.
I didn’t know him too well. I was young when his health started failing. But every time he saw me, after I came home from living in New York, he would tell me a vivid story about being there in the fifties, and the night was so hot that everybody was sleeping out on the fire escapes.
He was a man who I dearly wished could’ve had a better life. Our consolation is that he’s finally not in pain. I wish I could’ve said goodbye, but I’ll settle for that. He’s not in pain.