Baggage Claim. It’s a 6.

I dropped my bags at the curb and turned to watch the yellow cab recede into the drear of a late October afternoon, burnt orange staining the sky. Sidewalk of shame, sidewalk of solace, sidewalk of self-indulgence… all seemed appropriate in the reality check of the moment.

Reaching for the two mismatched brown leather duffel bags, odd reassurance life had become more simple,  I realized I’d not yet laid the tracks to this, my latest soundtrack. Irony, soaked in regret like strawberries in newlywed champagne, crashed the moment, drunk and banging at the back door to my consciousness, reminding me of the road not taken. 

The last time I’d been in New York City was May 4, 1990 when my girlfriend and I took the train from Providence to see one of my guitar idols and his latest band playing what was once, the Ritz on 254 West 54th Street; lucky for us Paul, my old college roommate, was going out of town with his boyfriend the same weekend and graciously offered me his apartment, only blocks from the Ritz – bonus.

I found the graffiti adorned door to the 3rd floor walk-up cramped (like a middle child in the backseat of the car between his siblings on a family vacation) between the entrance to a tattoo parlor on one side, all night convenience store on the other, and said a silent prayer of thanks Paul and I had stayed in touch over the years; taking a deep breath, I began my ascent, physically and spiritually, to the tiny apartment on the top floor…

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15 thoughts on “Baggage Claim. It’s a 6.

    • GirlieOnTheEdge January 30, 2020 / 6:43 pm

      Thank you, Violet. Learning to write descriptively while fun (for the most part, lol) is sometimes a challenge.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge January 30, 2020 / 6:50 pm

      50/50 odds. Instinct tells me this character, if he lets me get to know him, has a journey ahead of him that will both reward and challenge him in ways he never imagined. (hint: he’s the father of the unnamed aspiring actor from a couple of last year’s Sixes) 😀

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  1. UP January 30, 2020 / 8:59 am

    I felt very “there” while reading this And it’s amazing how many things a stretch of sidewalk can be. Excellent descriptive. Love it. Great six.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge January 30, 2020 / 6:53 pm

      Excellent! Glad you did 😀 Oh, yeah, lol. Thank you, Paul.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge January 30, 2020 / 6:56 pm

      They so are, aren’t they. Well put. Fine point, indeed.
      Thank you, Clark.

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  2. westcoastwoman January 31, 2020 / 12:31 am

    Love the lead up description to the ‘walk up’ very gritty an NYC perfectly capturing the feel of the street

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge January 31, 2020 / 6:50 am

      Thank you, Janet. Such is the goal; what drives me to learn to write well 🙂

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  3. D. Avery @shiftnshake February 1, 2020 / 6:58 pm

    That’s a whole lot in them six sentences. Especially liked the first paragraph, the description and the set up for whatever happened. Write more write more.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge February 1, 2020 / 7:59 pm

      And that was the “condensed” version, lol. Thanks, D. Avery. I believe I may. Seems this guy is my “aspiring actor” character’s (from previous 6’s) father.

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