Semi-related:

Nov 23, 2008 09:19

I spent all last night, after I got back from mom's, going through my boxes and boxes of Joe's things.  I relived some great times and some not-so-great times.  I packed everything but the ring--even the letters I never sent and the small gifts that never quite made it to a package.

Brody is going with me to put the boxes into storage today--or maybe the trash; it is necessary.  I cannot bring him with me to France--and I don't think I want to.  I have to start anew.  It's almost like breaking your heart all over again.  That is what it feels like.  But Brody is here, so I am not alone.

I put the ring with Colm's watch.  I--just can't.  I need more time with that one thing.

I guess that's the end of that.

Rhapsody won't let me download this song, but I wanted to share.  Shitty WB TV shows aside:

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That is only slightly less gay than the one you sent, Nic. 

joe, update

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