avatarAustin Briggman

Summary

A fleeting encounter at a gas station leaves the narrator with an unexpected emotional connection and a new perspective on a seemingly mundane urge for an energy drink.

Abstract

The narrative describes a brief but impactful meeting between the narrator and a woman with distinctive features at a gas station. Despite the brevity of their interaction, the woman's gaze pierces through the narrator's exterior, leaving a profound impression. The narrator, initially intending to make a simple purchase, is moved by the woman's unintentional insight, which transforms an ordinary desire for an energy drink into a moment of self-reflection and realization that even the smallest interactions can carry significant weight.

Opinions

  • The narrator is deeply affected by the woman's presence, suggesting that even transient connections can resonate on a deeper level.
  • The use of sensory details like "strawberry hair" and "deep blue irises" indicates the narrator's heightened awareness and appreciation of the woman's unique qualities.
  • The narrator's contemplation of telling the woman to "keep the change" reflects a desire for a more meaningful exchange, beyond the transactional nature of their encounter.
  • The woman's ability to "see through" the narrator's layers implies that genuine human connections can expose vulnerabilities and alter perceptions.
  • The final realization that an urge for an energy drink is not inherently bad, coupled with the woman's influence, hints at a broader acceptance of human desires and experiences.

a midday urge

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i met her at a corner gas station strawberry hair glasses hiding the deep blue irises tight pants small nose

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small smile

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“is that it?”

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“yes ma’am”

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i wanted to tell her to keep the change too cheesy though

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i nodded and walked away

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when I looked back she saw through my wooden layers chopped into the soul and left her fingerprint on my core briefly a soft touch

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proof an urge for an energy drink isn’t so bad

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Poem
Poetry
Eyes
Soul
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