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writings about
walking around
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the prom
,
and
moving forward
.
i used to go for walks.
late at night, usually after finishing a grueling paper,
i'd walk out of my dorm and deep into the city,
off on an adventure.
sometimes i'd follow the train tracks out of town
and then catch a bus back home the next morning.
other times i'd follow the tracks only as far as the freight yard
and then wait there for a train to come by and stop.
sometimes i'd hop them,
carried away on adventures into the unknown.

i don't really walk around anymore,
save for walking in between the metro station and work.
i miss walking around metropolitan areas late at night.
i can't really do that anymore, though;
i don't live near a downtown area.
i'm married. i'm going to be a father.
now is not a time to court death.
now is not the time to be "weird".
i'm supposed to be a grown-up now,
but i've just been pretending all this time.
and i'm getting tired of pretending...


Father, 10/24/00

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