10pm

I ate out for the first time in a long time today. Not purposefully, was supposed to meet a friend, but sometimes things just get in the way, like life, like conversations, but it's all good. I sat there, with my hologram notebook from college, with odd notes and poor sketches and immature doodles surrounding old words and ideas, and tacos. Not much else to life is there? Two couples were on my wings, one to my right and one to my left. The couple on my left, the wife or lover or whatever took forever to order her burrito with beans and rice and meat and "extra onions and peppers, please". On my right was this other couple, kind of resembling my parents, but quieter and not so full of life as they are. I am blessed, I tell you. They (my parents) have such a great relationship, almost too great when you are one of theirs sons and wonder what it takes to find such a thing. It plagues you (kind of). I secretly wish for their story. Such a good one.
But this other couple, they wore matching denim faded jeans, and they scarfed their food down with a tenacity of a rabid rabbit. Hardly any words, just open mouth, close mouth, chew, chew, chew, swallow. Rinse and repeat. I thought, "do they see me watching them? Do they know how loud they chew?" And there was another couple in the distance, they were in line in front of me earlier, in front of the onions and peppers lady, and they seemed quaint and happy. That was, until I saw him turn from her car and slam his door. I could see his door closing faster and harder than people close their doors, normally. And he slammed his car into reverse and sped out of the parking lot, not caring about the other cars in the parking lot, not caring about my car parked oh so conveniently next to him. He disregarded stop signs and took upon himself to make his own law and sped off. And the woman? She quietly shifted into reverse and creeped out of the parking lot.
We miss so much sometimes. We don't look around. I know I don't. I miss the world spinning by. Wrinkles are coming, ladies and gentlemen. Fat is around the bend. Our skin will begin to sag and our aunts and uncles that we remember being so young will be old to our children. And they won't remember your grandparents names, or how they smelled, or any of the times you had with them. It's up to us to keep people alive, not above the ground necessarily, but alive in our minds, in our hearts. That's the only immortality that we can comprehend and have on this earth.