I try to remember but I
can’t. I just can’t recall. It was a hot summer night many years ago and a
friend and me met these two girls at a gas station. The rest is like one of
those stories you read in a men’s magazine. They followed us in their car to
the beach and in virtually no time we paired off and were making love; but for
the life of me I can’t remember her name and only vaguely what she even looked
like. It was just a passing moment void of any meaning, no different than
passing someone in the shopping mall and barely noticing them. At the end of
the evening, she told me she cruised around a lot in some color of van and
invited me to join them some time, but as is often the case, we were two ships
passing in the night and we never saw each other again. Two ships crossing a
mighty ocean and looking for something but maybe not quite sure of what it was
we were looking for.
