Posted on 26 June 2013

I’m in Vegas for work. It’s my last business trip before I leave for the MFA and it somehow seems appropriate that I’m in this land of excess. Tonight my coworkers and I went to see a Cirque du Soleil show and then had cocktails and listened to a Beatles cover band. The songs made me think of how I spent the night of my sixteenth birthday party after all my friends left: listening to the Beatles alone in the basement and thinking of the boy who would become my boyfriend the next day.

Last night a cab driver told me I looked anointed. When he found out my colleague and I were writers, he wanted to tell us his story so we could write a book about his life and then turn it into a movie. I cannot with my current allotted time and energy write about what he told us, but it involved air conditioners and scars and pills and childhood near-death experiences.

Now I’m back in my hotel room and Seinfeld is on TV. It’s the George-thinks-he-bought-Jon-Voight’s car episode. That teenage boyfriend I mentioned lasted five weeks. That cab driver wrote down his number on the receipt so I could call him to discuss our book. This week I rediscovered an old love of rum and coke.

It’s not that I think these details add up to anything, or that they are any excuse for my blog absence lately. But I am here, and other people are just getting their nights started. All the lights are glittering outside my window and yet I don’t feel sorry that I’ll soon be gone, not even with the free drinks and the shows and the music. What I feel, in the end, is that I’m headed to the place I’m meant to be.

Photo: Paolo Camera

12 responses to Anointed

  • Paul says:

    From Iceland to Vegas to your MFA. An indirect route to a civilized life.

    Sorry about that 5-week boyfriend, but guys are like that much of the time.

  • Averil says:

    Oh, Vegas. So hot, so bright, so neon-fake. Drop a penny in the fountain for me, will you?

  • Downith says:

    You ARE meant to be there Laura. Nearly there.

  • Josey says:

    awww…vegas, the perfect place to bid adieu to trade mag editorials and welcome in your new mfa lifestyle.

  • Teri says:

    Yes ma’am. I’m so excited for you to start this next chapter, Laura.

    And I’ve never understood the love of Vegas and noise and glittery lights — all that loud sparkle just gives me a headache. Here’s to your next chapter.

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