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Ode to Sitting in a Booth
No matter how loud/ this bar, within these three walls we can drop
Aimee Nezhukumatathil
straight into a very electric flight. We can/ pretend we don’t answer to anyone–including/ the waitress–& no one even knows where we are.
I have had conversations with strangers in restaurants and bars for as long as I can remember. I am familiar with the electric current of anonymity and ease, dancing through secrets to a place beyond trust. Trust is automatic and visceral. Protected by sparse context, we find the heartbeat of openness. Call the connection instinctual, mysterious, or curious. Oneness.
The otherworldliness of a booth defies time and space. It is part cave to explore our potential and questions together, part rebel vacation from the world, part living novel more interesting than everyday life, part stolen rendezvous with pieces of myself I have never met, and part puzzle, creating a bigger picture of a complicated world.
The language of the booth speaks. No words are needed. Just flashlights of curiosity. Poetry and courage. Cocktails and the kindness of strangers.
About Katie
Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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