Things are always better when you’re surrounded by beautiful things.
Last night I took Sandy on a nice ride up into the Malibu Hills, I really wanted to go meet Emily, and well I just thought that maybe if I took Sandy, who is already friends with her. Well, maybe it would make things just that much easier. Maybe I would feel less nervous. Well, I didn’t. The closer we got to her house, the more nervous I became. It was great having Sandy with me on the Harley though. Just feeling her arms wrapped around me, physically just putting her faith in me to get us where we were going. Sometimes that silent gesture of faith can be a powerful one.
So this house, it’s secluded, but not impossible to get to or anything. But yeah it’s a big place. I understand how being there could make anyone feel kind of lonely, even without the circumstances of what she’s just been through. Sandy was great, dragging me up to the door, giving my hand that little extra squeeze just before she opened the door. And there there she was... is…well. So in we went, and I was suddenly possessed by some ranting madman, it was like I started talking - about nothing and kept going. I thought I was going to die, I was forgetting to breathe. Thank GOD Sandy was there to interrupt me or I might have used up all the oxygen in the place. She’s got a huge piano in one of the rooms and she laughed when I played chopsticks on it. She’s got an adorable laugh.
Sandy helped with ordering some pizza, and when it came we took it out back. There’s a guest house back there, and one hell of a view. It’s like the kind of place people get married, against a cliff backdrop straight down to the sea. It was great, we could hear the ocean while we ate pizza, and drank beer. Those two girls can eat and drink - I think I’m really in for it this weekend. I’m really excited though. I just hope I don’t make a complete ass of myself.
So this house, it’s secluded, but not impossible to get to or anything. But yeah it’s a big place. I understand how being there could make anyone feel kind of lonely, even without the circumstances of what she’s just been through. Sandy was great, dragging me up to the door, giving my hand that little extra squeeze just before she opened the door. And there there she was... is…well. So in we went, and I was suddenly possessed by some ranting madman, it was like I started talking - about nothing and kept going. I thought I was going to die, I was forgetting to breathe. Thank GOD Sandy was there to interrupt me or I might have used up all the oxygen in the place. She’s got a huge piano in one of the rooms and she laughed when I played chopsticks on it. She’s got an adorable laugh.
Sandy helped with ordering some pizza, and when it came we took it out back. There’s a guest house back there, and one hell of a view. It’s like the kind of place people get married, against a cliff backdrop straight down to the sea. It was great, we could hear the ocean while we ate pizza, and drank beer. Those two girls can eat and drink - I think I’m really in for it this weekend. I’m really excited though. I just hope I don’t make a complete ass of myself.