Monday, February 23, 2015
Rain and Friends
Drifting and Dreaming
A Saturday rain had been almost guaranteed, but not this monsoon!
Kept Hodge in, so he watched the Weather Channel, drifted into daydreams.
Violent ones! He took out Arabs, got medals.
Just an outline. Then, slept for two hours, waking up with ferocious munchies as he was being honored by the UN, but as a steady Man of Peace.
There had been in there a totally unsatisfactory
argument with Gwen. Soon to be ex! he now
proclaimed silently.
A homosexual episode tried to horn in, also. He had
tried before with ridiculous results.
The man was transferred soon after, and he bumped
into him in an airport once. They had a quick drink,
since this Rentz had a date with a pilot.
“Stay with your pilot, but as for me, there's work
to be done!” Hodge shouted over the pounding rain
as he hunted for crackers.
Gwen phoned, promising the deluge would stop
by early evening, so they decided to see a Russian
historical flick.
Gwen laughed at the inept titling. She had taken
a couple of Russian courses at Cornell, and hung
around the department, then in an old house.
Mostly for the food, since two professors cooked
lunch if she brought the ingredients.
After the movie, at the Too-Chaste Coffee Emporium he knew enough to say nothing of the daydream.
"Oh that’s just Walter Mitty!" she would have said.
Most everything of his was dismissed in a literary
manner. She often wore a French beret. Though
tonight, a Yankee’s cap.
Hodge stayed benign, perhaps hung-over from the
vividness of the dreams. She found it refreshing.
He had been labeled Chatty Kathy by her several times.
She snuggled up. Tried to steal his Danish while
whispering amorous plans.
He decided to keep her.
Labels: daydream, dream, fantasy, heroism, homosexuality, monsoon, rain, relationship;Weather Channel, weather
