Sake

there is something very fascinating about living..
in an apartment complex..
hundreds of people so close,
yet,
possibly more distant than anyplace else on the planet..
eye contact is almost always avoided,
and it feels as if someone is always watching,
like when you go for the mail, wash clothes, get in your car,
a very odd feeling..
i have new neighbors,
they moved in a week ago.
they are Oriental, i think Taiwanese,
we have said hello once,
and this was when the locksmith was drilling through their door,
they are incredibly quiet folk,
i never hear anything..
my last neighbor made the normal noises of living,
cabinets slamming, tv, etc.
so far, i have not heard a thing,
but one thing is for sure...
i want to eat dinner with them!
every time i walk up the flight of stairs leading to our adjoining balcony,
I smell the incredible aroma of whatever they are making for dinner..
the essence of soy mixed with other spices,
i am tempted to knock on the door with chopsticks in one hand,
and Sake in the other!

wkm
Nashville