Another Smaller (?) Event – Canon Hill Park 17/9/05

“Yes, we'll be there.”

He lays out the picnic for his friends, in the park near the bandstand: rug, food, wine, and music on a portable stereo (he’s compiled a special CD for the occasion).

He sits and he waits.

He nibbles, drinks a little of the wine, listens to the music.

Nobody comes.

He starts to clock watch.

He wonders if he has done something wrong, if his karma is screwed.

He debates friendship.

Rain falls.

He looks at the view south.

He gets up and walks away, leaving the picnic there soaking.

He continues walking.

Doesn’t stop walking.

Ever.