tavie.com

Something to tell.

I was reading one of the stories in The Fat Man in History (great book, really absorbing short stories) on the subway home from school on Tuesday night. It was called "Do You Love Me?", and it was about land, and buildings, and finally people just dematerializing. They'd start to fade and then just slowly disappear. I finished the story in the elevator up from the subway.

It was one of those very foggy nights that I usually love because they swallow up the city so you can't see across the river or even, sometimes, the buildings right across the street.

But having just finished the story and stepping out into this fog, it was extraordinarily creepy. The 59th street bridge was half-engulfed and I tried to imagine that the pieces I couldn't see weren't just encased in mist but actually weren't there. I stood there and stared at the bridge and tried really hard. I tried it with some of the buildings across the river, too-- couldn't see the tops of them. Tried to imagine they were just melting away.

And I got the shivers, but I couldn't fully imagine it. That just doesn't happen, I thought. Buildings don't disappear from the top down.

But it did happen.

That scared me. I walked home real quickly after that. What you wanna go scaring yourself like that for? Stupid.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:28 AM | shower me with attention