Saturday, May 10, 2008
a run in the park is what i need.
time in the sun is what i want.
picnicking by the ocean is what i love.
waiting at 3am for you to get off work is what i remember.
people are never forgotten, and so it seems it's true.
below lie random thoughts and collections of March and April 2008.
the dog, too big to be a puppy, wasn't very good at staying put.on a beautiful and warm sunday afternoon, we attempted ultimate frisbee in a park located in the south-west. the game lasted one try; we agreed that the 4 of us were getting too old to be running around like we were twelve-year-olds.
i miss miami. oh how i miss miami.
designated poster walls of campus.looking for a room to rent? or a fourth hand car? or the list of upcoming parties that wouldn't be criminal to miss out on? every time i walk by these walls, all i can think about is how much paper we use and the number of trees that people never read, and whether that $10 rice cooker is still available.
some days it's cold. and then some days it's hot.i'm going to take up a 2nd job. someone told me the other day,
"responsibility can't be any sexier than when it is on a woman."
and so, before i close my eyes and crash for the next four hours, i remember the purpose of this post. you.
i thought about you today, and wondered how you were doing. i didn't say "hey you" because it wouldn't have made sense (especially to my phone bill). but no matter how many years it's been, this is the conversation i remember like a clear crystal's light dancing in the shadows.
it was you.
'i've crossed the point of no return.'
'oh? and where's that? a step ago?'
'no. when i left the bar.'
so this is where we are, and i'm here with you. and i thank god that i am here : )
it was you.
