notes from exile: the yearly checkup
the night before i left town for good, i drove bobby ray to the grocery store. while following him and his buggy around, i suddenly felt her behind me. before i could stop myself, i turned around, and saw them, still together after all this time, his eyes burning into the back of my head. i ducked into the aisle with cheeks burning and then walked
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who told you not to communicate with me? i sure as hell don't remember ever saying anything to that effect. i will say that i avoided you for a long while because you always seemed angry at me...
i know you did, but you hadn't fixed it. granted, at this point i guess i'm happy with what i can get- i love your artwork all the same. also, be aware that i have a storage space which i am always happy to lend you a section of, should you need it.
as for the cd, the original i care far less about than the music itself. if you could somehow transmit to me those recordings, i would absolutely love to hear them again.
as for expectations and disappointment... i am not at all disappointed, because i certainly didn't expect to get a response so quickly, if at all.
in slightly less immediate response form:
daniel, i hope it's not that much of a surprise that i send you random messages... i'll admit to spending a lot of past time being really mad at you, but that never meant that i didn't still love you. quite the opposite, really, considering that if i didn't give a shit, i certainly wouldn't be angry.
i hope you don't hate me. almost every time i've seen you in the past three or four years, i've kinda gotten that impression. maybe i'm paranoid.
my email address is arielcheeze@gmail.com.
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