Creep #2

So.... I'm a massive creep.



What of it?!

Anyway.

Meet Gary and Jill.


They are SO in love!

 

Once again, I don't know their real names... But... they looked like a Gary and a Jill to me.

Can you see them? Hugging? (Sorry for the terrible picture. It's the best I could do...)

So.... I was picking up my friend from the airport. I waited behind this station wagon for 20 minutes for her to come out. Suddenly, the man in the station wagon (Gary) jumps out and opens the trunk excitedly. A woman (Jill) starts running toward him frantically. She drops her bags and jumps into his arms upon approach.

They kissed a lot and I watched their mouths exchange "I love you" 's. 

I may or may not have teared up.

They were very normal looking people. You know. Very middle aged and middle class looking. But they must have been through a lot. It showed in their greeting.

I had no personal connection to them whatsoever, but I love them both dearly. And I hope they last forever.

They deserve it.

Someday, I'll find my Gary. And I'll be his Jill. And we'll greet one another like this at the airport, even if I was only gone just a few days.

Love,

The Creep.

P.S.
Remember Raymond?! Welllllll. I may or may not have seen him again. Actually. I definitely saw him again.

Outside of my building. Reading a book and drinking a cup of coffee. Looking perfect.

Of course I was way too terrified to go say anything. And, of course, I now hate myself for it.

But, if it makes you feel any better, I'm pretty sure we live in the same building, so....

We may or may not be destined to fall in love.

I will notify you of any further sightings.

18

by the time i am 18 years old, i will have:
-been laid off
-begun college
-seen matisse's open window
-lived on my own
-paid lots of tuition money
-explored paris sans adults
-owned way too many of everything (except art postcards, never enough of those)
-conquered a broken-in-half DC metro (with a big suitcase)
-survived being a child of divorce
-and have both my parents re-marry
-realized not to associate with icky boys
-been to the jazz festival in montreal
-written many letters
-found my future home (seattle)
-played lacrosse (i find this an accomplishment)
-have my first buddy out on a mission
-been able to enter myself into contests instead of my parents
-crashed my car
...and, you know, a plethora of other things. but we'll keep 18, for order's sake.

i am glad to be the young one, as i feel that i'm getting more accomplished in my years. despite all the waiting i've had to do. anyway, in light of getting old and turning into an official adult in in a few weeks (which doesn't affect me at all, because i've been doing official adult things for a while now) i've decided to make a list of things to do before i turn 19. i've snatched this little idea from yes and yes.

19 before 19:
-go on a serious road trip. washington & oregon, please
-intern at the springville art museum
-you know, survive college. or preferably succeed at it. 
-and make a friend with a cool name. (like nolan or reginald)
-read my entire book list (which i've acquired from all you)
-get a for reals haircut. like, an actual hair-style haircut. revolutionary, han, i know.
-make noodles out of zucchini
-finish another journal
-get a french pen pal
-run my hands through some swooshy hair
-build a sweet fort and eat dinner in it. string lights and everything. or, maybe... make my entire room a fort. how bout that mikelle?
-try scallops
-go to a baptist church meeting
-write fan letters to 5 of my favorite legendary figures who are still alive
-develop my own film
-design an issue of my own little digital magazine. (you're invited to be contributors.)
-fundraise enough money to pay for half of my hopeful humanitarian excursion to thailand
-paint a mural
-have a bake sale of fabulous desserts

looking at this list i feel quite accomplished already.
i'll do it, i promise.
go han!
what's on your list?

-me