23 July 2010 17:00 (5:00 pm)
I am at the Biesdorf-Sued U-Bahn station, at least half an hour before I am supposed to be here. I would call Steven to let him know that I am early, but I think that might stress him out nearly as much as me being late. So I will just sit here, with my quarter of a watermelon and bouquet of peonies. Maybe I will listen to some music, or Elizabeth Gilbert’s audiobook. It is raining, the drops echoing on the corrugated steel roof of the station. It is almost cool enough to want a jacket. Okay, I am already regretting not bringing a jacket.
Tomorrow I will go with Diana to the camping place. I expect I will stay the night there. I find this to be a less awkward prospect than staying with Kevin, which is where I am staying tonight. I am not sure that Kevin even knows–it was arranged through Steven, and Kevin’s mother.
The last time I sat this long at this station, I was waiting like a crazy person, hoping to run into someone as he left to go somewhere. (I just happened to be passing through, and thought I’d stick around). I do hope I have outgrown that kind of stupid, but judging by my behavior with a certain few gentlemen who shall remain nameless, sources point to no.
I am slowly growing accustomed to being untethered. I think I could probably get to like it quite a bit. The trick is, then, to get a grip on my running internal monologue. Hopefully scrawling in this little notebook will do just that.