Walking up the street, the clicking of my heels on the pavement.
How I was keenly aware of the noise even though it wasn't very loud.
How I knew I really wasn't paying attention to anything or anyone else around me.
I was in a trance.
Walking, watching, listening.
How I thought - I hope I don't trip or run into someone but still not really paying attention around me.
How I thought - I hope no one grabs my purse because it's wide open, but still not closing it or pulling it towards me.
How I thought - I wonder where I'm going, do I know where I am?
But still not looking up or really figuring out where I was.
How I thought I have no idea why I'm downtown and what I'm going to pick up for Maria's Birthday present and how I just want to be home right now.
But being downtown anyway and knowing I had to do some shopping.
How I finally looked up, not really remembering where I walked from but noticing I was exactly in front of Anthropologie where I wanted to be.
Laughing at myself because I think too much.
Posted by stef at February 9, 2005 08:16 PM