too old for all this

i was hanging out in the old LDV schoolyard - the elementary school i so often revisit in my dreams. joey was there as well. except this time we weren't roaming the hallways or  avoiding tests we hadn't studied for. we were waiting for U2 to show up and play their new single. the school yard was packed and everyone was all grown up. joey went looking to score some Ecstasy from a guy who looked a lot like Keith. he was wearing sunglasses despite it being dark out. i was watching two ridiculous girls with loud Italian accents emerge from a pair of facing whose headlights were kissing. they were laughing hysterically and wondering aloud why their huge breasts no longer fit into their skimpy outfits. i thought i heard one of them say that maybe they were getting too old for all this. or maybe i just filled in the blanks. joey came back with three pills. i didn't mention anything about my own stash. i insisted there was no way Bono was going to play an entire concert in a school yard. not without proper security. the atmosphere reminded me of those old church feast summer nights. U2 finally showed up in a furry purple bus, played a couple of songs and then left for some after party. but we had our own party to get to. as we were descending the escalators to the metro i wanted to ask him about Nathalina but thought better of it. we both knew i didn't really want to be there but he thanked me anyway. i think i said you're welcome. i told him i was already tired and wasn't even sure the drugs would make a difference at this point. maybe we were getting too old for this as well.