found a used record store
just off Hollywood Boulevard
and the owner was the only person there
besides me
>
he said the store was
twenty-five years old
and I began imagining
what life would be like
if I had worked there
for two-and-a-half decades
>
there would have been
structured hours,
fewer highs and lows,
greater exposure to random eccentricity
and gradual gentrification
>
and perhaps
I would have occasionally
walked to and from work
seeing film crews set up
lights and equipment
on and near the Boulevard,
wondering about
what I decided to miss
by taking a ten-to-six job
No comments:
Post a Comment