Apr 24, 2004 22:52
I was a wreck when I called you last night and you told me a story about a castle on a calm blue ocean with a bard in it that sang "come unto these yellow sands" except there was no sand only miles of blue ocean and I hummed along so that it sank in, so that I thought I had a mosquito living in my heart because after you cry everything shakes you a little more than usual. And I know that you told me a long story because I woke up this morning curled with a phone pressed against my head and it was making those beeping noises. I don't remember the ending so sometime I'm going to have to ask you to tell it to me again.
Today I spent time with Aunt Nadine in her garden. I feel so happy when I'm watering and weeding with her and when I sink my feet into the warm soil and make holes like the worms do. It is always soothing and simple and I can feel how much Aunt Nadine loves her garden by the way she touches the leaves and stems and the way she loosens the soil and the way she looks at her plants without moving for a long long time. I know I ought to introduce you to her, but I'm selfish and I want to keep her to myself for a little while longer besides I talk to her about you and I like having someone to keep my secrets. I know that when she meets you she'll love you and she won't be able to keep anything from you. I know this because I can't either.