Where is Tom?
Is Tom OK? Where has he been? Why hasn’t Tom updated his blog in, like, forever?
Tom is fine, everything is fine. More than fine, actually… things are better than they’ve ever been.
I met Miriam.
Here we are in downtown Truckee (click image for larger pic)
And she is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Don’t we look happy?
THAT’S where I’ve been. I’ve been busy =)
Today I was having lunch with my girlfriend, Miriam, at the deli near work.
There are two small tables with a few chairs flanking the main entrance. At one table sat a pleasant looking man in his 50s; the other table was empty save for a bottle of Sobe.
As we placed our lunch on the seeming empty table a woman came outside and said to us, “Excuse me, I was sitting there.” She sat down and was later joined by another woman, neither one of them said a word to each other the entire time.
OK, OK, no problem. I picked up our things and was looking to sit elsewhere when the man sitting alone said, “You can sit here with me, if you like.”
And so we did.
We smiled and laughed and chatted as we ate our meals. The man was very nice and had led an interesting life. His descriptions of Colorado had us mesmerized.
And when the conversation turned towards, “Where are you from?” the man let us know that he was from Oklahoma.
“I knew you weren’t from California,” I said. The man smiled and asked me how I could have known that.
“Because you offered to let us sit at your table.”
Tonight I hiked up the hill
behind my house
and sat on my favorite rock on the hill.
I looked out over the
San Francisco Bay
and watched the sun set beyond the coastal range.
My favorite rock waits
patiently
for me every day.
Do you think
that I
thought about her as the sky turned from blue to orange to red to black?
My favorite rock has room for two.