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| onceagainistandalone (profile) wrote, on 4-28-2004 at 10:02pm | |
| Subject: send me your flowers of december..send me your dreams, even if you can't remember |
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| weird coincedances..however you spell that. entry in my journal from May 3rd, 2003.. "i had a moment of pure relaxation today..just..it was perfect..The Longest Winter by Pedro The Lion playing in the background, driving down the east beltline, hitting every green light..ciggarette smoke casually drifting across my dash..perfect." comment by marisa: "that's gonna make me cry... my dear child, you just had your first written Happy Thought (at least your first one comparable to my last two....ha.)" -- I remember that day..i had just started working at The Corner bar around that time..i started driving then too..maybe a little earlier. Those were the days of Jayme and lots of weed and no worries and skateboarding and all sorts of shit..the recovery from the summer before that, which is something id rather forget sometimes... But there i was, driving to jaymes, while high, going to smoke with her for our first time doing it together, and her first period. and i thought i was the happiest i had ever been. and here i am today..and im happier. by a long shot. today: The pavement hums beneath the tires. Speeding like a freight train through the darkened back roads. My mind was everywhere and yet completely focused on driving the car at the same time. Yes..driving, my old love, how I missed thee. Kashmir by Zepplin is blaring. I'm thinking about how I probably got a job tonight. I'm thinking about how I'm going to have a car that I can drive whenever I want as long as there's gas. I thinking about how Michelle and I finally got to hang out outside of school, and how good that makes me feel because I knew she was getting tired of being stuck at home all the time, and I know how that goes. I'm thinking about the sky, the stars, the breeze, the warmth. "My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin’ through kashmir." And all of this combined into a beautiful perfect moment, and in my head I saw your smile, your eyes, your cute little cheeks, your hair..your everything. And I knew you were mine. And i was the happiest I had ever been. I love you. goodnight. |
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radioradiohead | 04-28-04 10:48pm I remember that entry.
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this-acoustic-love | 04-28-04 11:49pm <3 |