rendez-vous

And so I think I may be ready for sleep. It's an early get-up tomorrow to head out to North Point to take the bus to Repulse Bay. In my memory there is a Repulse Bay Hotel (and I had since long ago been drawn to it, having read about it in a poem) and in my memory I was having afternoon tea with you at a patio table by the lawn. The table across from us were these glitzy fashiony people fondling their wine glasses speaking in funny Japanese. How we made fun of them in that little world of just the two of us watching the world outside go by... go by...

I had always wanted to bring you there. And I was there with you.