little change of pace. i was talking with a friend today and wanting to write more plays/scenes. so here you go… 🙂
It’s a room that is dim and amber. It’s warm and hidden away though in the center of things. It’s a room that has cozy chairs and there’s one window with it’s blinds semi-opened to the outside world. It’s far away from where they sit.
In the distance, you hear the traffic. You hear the commotion of people moving through the streets below. You hear the flutter of pigeons as they fly to perch. And the coo as they sit, listening on the other side of the walls.
1: no no
but you were like really afraid
like you wouldn’t even look up
2: i don’t know
1: it was weird
2: well what did you want me to do, i-
1: look up!
2: pssh whatever
you don’t get it
1: okay yea maybe
you always say that
by the way
2: yea but like what you supposed to do with stupid things that come up that make no sense? it’s not like i’m afraid of you now/ and that’s what’s important
1: that’s what’s important
2: yea exactly
…
see that’s what’s i’m saying
like
you want to dwell in the past and act like “oh this is who you are so this is all /you’ll ever be, but i-”
1:i didn’t say that
2: no, okay
yes, i said that
but you see what i’m saying right?
like
…
1: what?
2: it’s just not all i am
that’s all
that’s my only point
1: well, yea, i mean
i know that
that to me is like a given
2: okay…
1: look, it’s so much a given i never think about it
2: i do
1: i know you do
2: pssh… okay fine
1: what?
2: well you make it seem like it’s this goal to get to/
1: isn’t it?
2: like i should be aspiring to get to here
1: yeah!
2: okay…
1: well, i mean what’s wrong with that?
let me just ask you –
what’s wrong with that?
2: okay… i get it
look i get it
seriously
she smiles.
1: you’re a lot better now
seriously
2: thanks…
1: i mean it
i kinda like you a lot more now
2: thanks?
1: no you know!
c’mon
you’re just like
2: like what?
1: you’re cool
you’re just cool
you’re a cool girl
2: thank you
finally
took you forever to say that
1: oh come on you don’t need me to say that
2: people do
they need some…
glitter sometimes
1: glitter?!
2: you know
shiny
something you can be dazzled by for a while
something you can hold on to
1: what kinda glitter are you talking about?
2: oh come on you know what i mean now you’re toying with me
now you’re just toying with me
he laughs.
1: okay
you’re right
you got me
what can i say?
you got me
from another room, a soft song plays. it’s distant and nostalgic, but something about it, while melancholic, brightens the air.
they listen for a while and then look at each other smiling “did you hear that?”– they both noticed something change and are happy that they both caught it.
