My Madeleine

May 7, 2007

I had to get to the campus early this morning. I walked through the parking lot, weaving through the cars and making sure that frantic drivers hoping to snag a spot noticed me. I fiddled with my iPod and looked up to see a familiar, sloping walk coming down in the other direction from the lot.

We never came within 50 yards within one another and I don’t think that he saw me. The first feeling that I got when I recognized all the pieces and pulled it together to something so dear, yet something so hideously painful, was a dull wash of tightness in the pit of my stomach. For a split second, it cascaded to the area barely beneath my ribs and swung back down and was gone. The small reaction surprised me.

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