Chapter #5Scattered Memories by: Sage   Stepping towards the kitchen, my eyes at last fell on a single insignificant speck on the floor of my apartment. I thought it odd that it was sitting there all alone, probably through most of the day. For an instant, just a small flash of memory jolted through my brain. Someone had called me last night, or so I thought, and I was supposed to meet them somewhere. Or was I? Had it been Christian, my latest girl, or someone else? Julian maybe?
I shook my head, having no wanting to remember something that it was probably already too late to go to. If it was Christian I'd stood up, I'd make it up to her some time this weekend. As I recalled she enjoyed an evening of quiet dinner and dancing, something that I endured for her, as I usually hated the dinners they severed during such things, being very unfilling, and the dancing, while I knew how to do it, always made my feet hurt the next day.
If it had been Julian who'd been left high and dry, well that was a different story. I liked the kid, as a friend, and always felt slightly bad for him when I missed one of our little get togethers, especially because of something as boring as working overtime for what amounted to only about a Euro or two an hour, in a job that should be paying ten times that. But I knew, even if I stood him up he could always go to the Japanese girl for comfort.
I smiled when I remembered asking Ko(My name for her) to come with me that night and then to sit at the bar. Ko and I were coworker, both of us system operators for one of the largest quantum computers(QC) on the planet, and she'd been delighted when I'd asked her out, not something I usually did as I hated those office romances. She'd been disappointed for a moment when she'd learned I'd asked her out to meet my friend, but after meeting Julian that disappointment had turned to delight as the two hit it off, as I knew they would.
I had yet to tell Julian about that little trick, and I bet Ko hadn't either. Her reason being that she didn't care how they came together, and mine because I wasn't about to admit to a friend that I'd played matchmaker for him. I knew he could find a girl on his own, if he'd just try and talk to her, but when I'd met Ko up at the plant, I knew I'd found his soul mate. Sure it was probably more than a little underhanded, but they were happy, and I didn't feel too bad about it myself.
Of course it seemed to me that Julian had said something about ‘Doc' the last time I'd spoken to him, and if that was the case he'd probably been asking me to meet him at that mad scientists house. I would have gone, for him if nothing else, as I always found the guy just a bit creepy, and then of course most of his ‘inventions' were simple things which I could build using the QC at work, but never saw the purpose of them. I heard he'd been working on some new drug lately, though what it was I had no idea, and really no desire to find out.
As I at last crossed my apartment, not feeling the minuscule weight that had attached itself to the back of my left leg, I had forgotten all about the speck of dust, which was odd as I shouldn't have. I worked in a clean room all day, and so even a small speck of dust should have kept my attention, but I guess that my mind, sleep deprived as it was, refused to retain such mundane things, though stepping into the kitchen, I was reminded quick vehemently of why I was there, as my stomach let out a low pitched rumble that I felt throughout my body.
So powerful was it that I had to grip the counter to keep my balance, and in doing so I lifted my left leg up. This motion, small to me, sent a tiny speck flying skyward, though I couldn't see it. And turning the next moment I missed its landing on the counter I had been facing, or the image of the speck moving around and picking itself up off the hard surface. Had I been looking I bet it would have caught my eye, and caused me to study it more closely, but instead I turned towards my fridge.
Looking inside I felt my stomach rumble again, but this time in delight at the sight of real food, rather than that freeze dried crap they served at work. Staring inside I saw a dozen choices for a quick meal, but decided even more quickly that I needed something more filling. Rummaging near the back I saw half a dozen things that fit the bill, but at last found something that set my mouth to watering some badly that I knew I wanted it in my belly.
Pulling it out I stared at the steak, a remnant of a barbeque a week or so ago with Julian. Kokoro had proven to dislike this type of meat, and so we'd settled on chicken instead. This fact made me glad I'd never tried to get her, as I regularly ate burgers, and I now knew she didn't really care for them, though whether this was because she was Buddhist or just some personal preference I'd never asked, as I disliked prying.
Taking the slab of meat on a plate I placed it on the counter, nearly right on top of the tiny speck that was still sitting there, unnoticed by me in my hunger. Instead my attention was focused on the cabinet above as I looked for some stuff to go with the steak, as I did like the taste, but spices were always welcome additions to any meal.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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