20120318 Time Out

We passed by this park on our way
to watch a 7:40 pm movie- The Iron Lady.

We could just pass by this path 

but not today.
 Hubby suggested we sit and watch
the sun go down.

We walked for an hour
getting to know the road that
we have not tread on foot before.

An hour's walk, deep in conversation,
along ostentatious shops,
that simply caught my glimpses;
along restaurants
that we both agreed to try out,
that is,
depending on how long the impression lasts.

We spent another hour at  Central Park.
My camera may not take the best of these blooms.
They seemed unmindful whether one takes notice
of them or not.
They seemed to know why they exist..

Then this, 

and this,
competing for attention it seemed.

This city tries so much to attract
but there is only one need I know,
to meet this little pang of hunger 8 hours
after lunch.

Where would movie theaters be without popcorn?
No popcorn here but these and many more.
I can feel the excitement of  a child.
So nice to be reminded of this feeling more than half a century later.
We both  had our own pick,
two bags each.
Our dinner in the movie theater.

There were about ten people inside the theater
not just the two of us as we are used to.
A couple was seated two seats away from hubby
and a young man two seats away from me.
I could hear the crunch of each munch
hubby did on his crispy fried tofu,
or whatever it was,
how could not they?
He can easily conceal the crunch and munch
with a noisy action film in this same theater.
"Sh! Papi, shhhh!"
but it seemed like my shhh's were more annoying.

I groped for the sweet potato and mushrooms
in the bag,
feeling all wound up,
thinking about taking the serious film too lightly.

The two hours passed all too soon
like the whiff of our treat.
We took the bus home
in silence.

If we are blessed with another day,
we can talk about it,
tomorrow.