I Got Lost

Drizzly darkness with a whipping wind.  Leaves already fallen and trampled rising like ghouls and dancing a macabre tango. Intermittent streetlamps shining intermittent spheres of light in a labyrinth of the same twisted narrow street over and over again.  Black-hooded strangers’ footfalls behind.  Oncomers hidden by menacing umbrellas moving to the other side of the cobblestones, their silhouetted heads tucked into high collars.  No glow from upstairs windows; no warmth from corner bars.

I got lost in the bowels of quartier St.Michel last night in a place between seedy and scary and too near the train station for ease of mind.  It took a long walk and my phone gps to reach a familiar street.  It took a much longer walk to release my heightened awareness and suspicious assessments of other night crawlers.  I know I was only in imagined danger but I kept thinking of ways I could use my umbrella in self-defense.  I also know that everything always looks better in the morning.

(u)   x(o)x

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About julijoyeux

I am looking to find myself in France. When I do, I'll share my pictures and stories with you!
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