Thursday, April 24, 2008

Full Circle and An Invitation

Edmund:
Th’ hast spoken right, ‘tis true.
The wheel is come full circle, I am here.
(Kind Leer Act 5, scene 3)

"Full circle" is Edmund's coinage, and he employs a now-rare meaning of "full": "complete." In essence, Edmund's use of "full circle" is close to what I’m trying to get at (though, he’s talking about the inevitable workings of fate and I’m talking about blogging…but work with me here…) — that once someone's actions have passed through phases only to return to their starting point…

Since my last post I’ve gone through phases and fits, both hilarious and enlightening experiences and now I can say, as Edmund, “I am here”. I’m putting an end to my blogging moratorium. The reason for this? Basically, there was a little prodding from some people (wink wink)…and maybe it’s an act of hope that I’ll have a lot of interesting things to write about this summer…who knows, but here I am…

A recap of the past 5 or so months would be unrealistic, but I’m sure there will be stories and photos that pop up from time to time…but, to kick it all off, I do have a funny little story to start it off again…

I was walking home and thoroughly enjoying the nice weather (let me rephrase that – GORGEOUS, made-for-a-movie-weather) and had turned down 73rd street. There was a guy approaching me who wasn’t all that hard on the eyes (hehe)…tall, dark hair and he pulled off his 5 o’clock shadow very well….he said hello so I returned the greeting and kept walking. From behind me I hear “Have a nice day”. Feeling very happy because of the spring weather I decide to turn around and tell him that I hope he has a nice evening as well. I turn to go again and he keeps talking! He was walking into the NY Sports Club and told me that if I ever wanted to come in, that it was on him (but I don’t know if he worked there because he didn’t have on a uniform or anything, just regular work-out clothes…do the employees change there??)…I smiled and said thank you and turned again to go. He then introduced himself and told me his name. Unable to resist I told him mine, smiled and said goodbye. This is one time I actually didn’t give out my phone number or email…for previous readers of this blog, you may be well aware that I have a bad habit of doing so and it’s resulted in some awkward/borderline scary situations…but he was so cute I’m kind of thinking it might have been worth the risk…(insert sigh here)…But maybe I’ll see him again some time...maybe…

3 comments:

Maren said...

Yeah!!!!!! Karen!!! Oh it is so good to hear you are alive and thriving and continuing to get hit on by strangers on the street. You really must look good out there. Beautiful weather and you walking- an irresistible combination. I am so excited to here about whatever is on your mind. I would love a recap of the last 5 months, but will obviously settle for anything. Love ya!

Liz said...

Oh my gosh... i love it! Maybe you should join NYSC and we can go every day until we find him and give him your number and then we'll feel justified in having Beard papa's until the day we die. And I think phone number dispursal (sp?) is a best practice we should definitely not be backing out on... in fact I'm counting on you to help me increase the habit. LOVE.

Amber said...

YAY!!! Karen is alive! I'm so excited to hear about your new adventures. And by the way, my sister is moving to NYC. So maybe I will get to visit your stomping grounds in the next few years. I hope you are well and having happy days!