My local Barnes & Noble is turning out to have a singles scene. In addition to two late teen girls having an evening out together, and some couples having Starbucks coffee, there were a couple of single guys apparently in search of female companionship. We discussed, briefly, tonight's lunar eclipse, which seemed like a crescent moon with a dark orange disk when I left the house around 7, but was down to a black nibble in the one-two o'clock area of the full moon by 8.
About the teen girls: they reminded me of a favorite line from Sula: "We was girls together." Sitting there with my friend, both of us with histories of broken relationships and friendships that ran aground, & seeing the two teenagers, well, it was kind of nice, I thought, to look back. It also reminded me of dragging a friend to one of the revival theaters in NYC to see Grand Illusion, then discussing it afterward, along with boys, makeup, homework and whatever else.
About meeting people there: At least you know they read, as opposed to meeting them in bars, where all you know is that they drink.
Tonight's list of purchases: Hocus Pocus, The Wall of the Sky, The Wall of the Eye, The Sorrows of Young Werther (couldn't resist at $5.95) and Women of the World Acoustic.
"Immersion in the life of the world, a willingness to be inhabited by and to speak for others, including those beyond the realm of the human, these are the practices not just of the bodhisattva but of the writer." --Jane Hirshfield