Keep My Words

I saw two dead birds last Wednesday.  One was at a park on the Hudson near 54th Street, where I sometimes eat lunch at work.  The other was by the ball fields at McCarren Park.  They were showing the first Summerscreen film, Reality Bites.  I was walking to the restrooms with my friend Mike, where I would tragically drop my new sunglasses in the toilet.

Me: “Oh my god, Mike, that’s the second dead bird I’ve seen today!  I need to take a picture of it!  I wonder what it means.”

Mike: “Death.  It’s a sign of change in your life.”

There was one change that I already knew I was going to make.  In short, it involved a guy, and me making a choice to break my own heart this time.  (Lelaina: “Walk out on you? You walk out on them.  I’ve seen you.  You’re out the door before the condom comes off.”  Vickie: “Listen to me, I’m just beating them to the punch.”)  Did I do the right thing?  This isn’t a rhetorical question.  I really want to know if I did the right thing.

Anyway, I feel the need for more change.  So I’m going to quit my job, take out a loan, and (finally) finish school in time for summer 2010.

I can’t just let those birds die in vain.

Manhattan bird (above), Brooklyn bird (below)

Tags: hudson river, mccarren, park, reality bites, summerscreen

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