i miss it. i thought today; remember when it stopped and it was cold and then we forgot what happend. after that, our past was just beer and we were so happy to mellow out and smile. then you left, and its been the same but far away, long, short and dull. i remember this quote from "their eyes were watching god" and it was about a dove and it was the most beautiful feeling ever. you read me this quote... and i dont even remember what it said exactly. but the words all meshed together and i took the time to understand them and i think i felt like you were talking to me in another language. it wasn't as if the sun met the sky and there was a day; it was more like... the sun met my eyes and i could see. sometimes i wish that you were still in high school and we could still mesh and start to know each other with big glasses, fried rice and big sticks of biscotti from bj's.

things like that remind me of you. carney-brush will say things to me like "oh those are claire's glasses... right?" and i tell her, no... yours broke. but i have big ones too, like your big ones. and since i started to drive, i wonder what made things cut loose with the road and us. with ani playing, sun skirts flowing and our fingers locking the moon roof so it wouldnt make loud noises. then your car stalled and stayed in the plaza for atleast a month and we didnt do much.

and it was something about the road that kept us together. and i think about what got me in trouble, and why it was such a big thing. you came back for a little bit. we made plans like we would usually make plans, but this time it seemed like i had to just say i was with you and it would be okay. but staying stationary is something we were never good at. the road lifted me to another providence with you and then things were set to a new low with a bigger blow.

i think its the time of year; when the cars start to stall and the summer starts to blend with spring. thats when things slow down and we unblend to brew more beer for later in the summer time.

muchly

rosie