Mar 19, 2006 01:23
damien saves me. cold water... i think i'll get up and watch the sunrise in the morning. i haven't done that since i moved into wenatchee. i have nothing to say really... just feeling pensive, and yet not completing a profound thought. a curious state of being if ever there was one. i could make myself some inspiration, but i haven't decided which path to follow. yet, i can find inspiration in the form of someone's writing on a brown paper bag...
"kyle-
hey kid. ive been sitting here alone in the shop for some time now and a thought came to me, as it did this morning while i was driving, and yesterday, and basically for a while now. you seem so serious these days, as though you had a lot on your mind, and were consumed by it. i never see you laugh, and smile. if i do, you don't look like you mean it. i know i don't see you a lot, but enough to notive. and another thing, when was the last time we went out for coffee? i feel like i know nothing about your life these days. even stephanie noticed a change in you. for why? your probably going to give a genuine kyle chuckle when i ask this, but... are you depressed or anything?
much love oxxo keesley"
love you kees, thanks for that. it meant so much to me then, and it still does.