Ramblings of an Anonymous Coward

I'm So Vain

i finally managed to watch matrix reloaded last night, i've had it sitting here for nearly 2 weeks. despite the hype, i wasn't left disappointed and will be looking forward to the sequel due out next month. based on the ending, it looks like it will be a lot more action and less thought provoking, but we could end up surprised.

so there is this scene were merovingian has taken neo to get the keymaker and on the way out is confronted by persephone. of all things, a carly simon tune jumped in my head after she said, "she wasn't kissing your face, my love." in reference to his betrayal. why this scene suddenly made me think, even if just for a moment, that a blog post i had read earlier had anything to do about me is unknown. i have never thought of myself as being vain before. and reading that, my head now conjurs up the beavis and butthead voices going "heh. heh-heh. he said vein. heh-heh. heh.". oh, never mind!

and with that said, it reminds me that i have never done a sexy saturday meme. i won't bother trying to understand why and simply do one this week.

Sexy Saturday - Week 34
What's the most romantic thing a partner has ever done for you?

it was early sunday morning, i reluctantly headed back to my hotel. i remember the door closing behind me, taking the elevator down and reading the inspector's log as it went, walking through the lobby being sure to not turn and look back at the camera in case i was being watched as i hoped i was. despite being summer, the night's air was cool on my face as i walked block after block. my pace would quicken when i felt a tear pop out and slow when i needed to breathe.

eventually i made it back to my room and the door closed behind me. i sat on the edge of the bed for what felt like an eternity, tears rolling down my cheeks, staring at the phone on the nightstand. if there were an ounce of energy in my body, it was willing that phone to ring.

i could all but see the sound waves coming at me as the first tone flew out of that phone. i can hardly recall the conversation, but the knock on the door still echoes in my head as does the vision of seeing her standing there, the absolutely most beautiful woman in the world. i held her until sunrise, wishing the moment would never end, but time was unwilling to stand still.

her coming to me that night, when i needed her most of all. it goes beyond words.

Posted by ac at October 25, 2003 12:59 PM