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06Nov07

A few minutes ago, I’m home alone, keeping busy, tuning out from my thoughts. Then a drunk near bashed my front door in. I opened the door (idiotic) allowing an assault of barely intelligible words, ethanol, and kebab vapour.

He was distressed,

his wife had left him,

needed someone to listen!

“But I’m not the one who will listen to you,” said the sage monkey.

For a moment the drunk stopped his tirade and his slow slide down my exterior wall, and he looked right into my soul. I stood in my doorway, door poised on slam, staring into the eyes of a stranger unable to make muscles contract, nor fingers push.

“No, I guess not,” he said, surprisingly clearly, before he suddenly lurched backwards towards the stairs and I, also suddenly, closed the door.


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  1. 1 Corina on November 6, 2007 said:

    I could picture this happening. How disturbing, yet reassuring it would be.

  2. 2 Ben on November 7, 2007 said:

    One of those oddly calming and life-affirming events that could have been potentially deflated had you heard him repeating the same performance to the person next door.

  3. 3 Paul on November 7, 2007 said:

    Drunks piss me off !!

  4. 4 camille on November 7, 2007 said:

    He obviously saw through his drunken haze enough to recognise that “I don’t need your shit” look.

  5. 5 An Unreliable Witness on November 7, 2007 said:

    Um, sorry about that. It’s been a tiring and emotional day.

  6. 6 jaded on November 7, 2007 said:

    Hmm… reminds me of the time when i was living in Pimlico (Central London) when i looked out the window to see a drunk man pissing openly next to my doorstep. The next morning, there was a [human] turd on the step. I don’t know if it was his. Drunk folks, eh?

  7. 7 clarissa on November 7, 2007 said:

    I’d love to see a warning sign (like in the previous post) for lurching drunks.

  8. 8 lillipilli on November 7, 2007 said:

    Corina: it was.
    Ben: oddly calming, that’s exactly what it was.
    Paul: mmm.
    Camille: you bet he did.
    AUW: well, you have very nice eyes.
    JL: i live too close to the local for my liking.
    Clarissa: that would be a dooooozy.

  9. 9 rich (richmanwisco) on November 7, 2007 said:

    that doesn’t happen much this side of the world.

    i reckon it might be because, in this gun crazy culture of ours, he would have been shot dead long before he hit my doorstep.

    not that that’s a political statement or anything.

  10. 10 amuirin on November 7, 2007 said:

    Wow. I love how you convey so much with so little. Connection desired, rejection imminent, but in that moment of clarity, yeah- you said a lot in the meeting of the eyes, that frozen moment.

    Is it true?

  11. 11 mad on November 7, 2007 said:

    On the other hand, he could’ve been celebrating. With some drunks, it’s kind of hard to tell.

  12. 12 lillipilli on November 8, 2007 said:

    Rich: oh dear.

    amurin: it is true.

    mad: not in this instance…i know, because i’m only two little pixies and a thin veneer of decorum away from wandering the streets pissed out of my senses, seeking comfort from strangers too.

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