Nov 23, 2005 11:16
*chills* The sun isn't out today! It's not as warm as it was yesterday...that's not saying I still can't go outside in a teeshirt without a jacket. 'Cause I can! hahahah!
I hung out with Kevin last night and we just drove. It reminded me of when I lived here. We parked at the top of Las Sendas and just watched the scenery for a long while. I remarked how much the 'lights' have grown and Kevin said that's part of the reason he wants to leave. He's outgrown the city, though, he mentioned wanting to move somewhere smaller. Saying that Phoenix is a big city. I just laughed, yes it can be very metropolitan but it's still not a big city.
So, I kicked his butt and told him it's time for him to move on. He had been talking about how everyone else is gone, that everyone that's meant something to him has moved away. I looked at him, that sideways glance, over my shoulder, and looked back at the lights. He continued to dribble about where he wanted to go, what he wanted to do. I turned around and moved back to the truck.
'Kevin, just go. Everyone else had their 'calling', I guess this is yours. It's time for you to do something. Get out of here. There's nothing left for you here. You've done it all.'
'Yeah, when I first realized I should have left, was the first time I died on the side of the road...'
'That would have been my indicator,' we both laughed. Yet he stayed. He stayed almost 10 years beyond that point. I think he's realized though it's time he moved on. I told him better things are out there for him, he just has to want to get them. Staying here, they won't arrive on his doorstep, he's gotta show some initiative.
But this is Kevin. Things don't work like that for him. He has a lot of talent and a lot of imagination but doesn't use any of it....That's ok. This is Kevin.
ooohp! Jamie just called. She 'caught' me. I wanted to get some things out of the way this morning but I answered the phone first. And now she's gonna keep bugging me until I'm ready to go. Crazy woman.
One last thing. The dreams I keep having--strange compilations of conversations from the previous day--Some good, some annoying, nothing really bad. I'm wondering, if I had the right bed to sleep in (something I wasn't about to fall off of, or re-injure my neck on) if these dreams would be as persistent. Probably not.
And I miss my kittens. Though, Macy is nice to have around. He keeps me company by talking. 'meow, mowp, mowp!'
I guess I should go and get ready for the day.