thanksgiving
it's been an awfully long time since my last post, and it's mostly due to going through a totally uncreative period, yet again. not surprisingly, the bouts of disinterest in writing coincide directly with long stretches of exhausting work that are followed by long stretches of boredom... *sigh*
this past weekend was thanksgiving, here in canada, and on saturday night i was suffering from a minor case of the melancholies; i was cocooning on my couch watching mindless television when my phone rang.
"area code 509 ????" i thought to myself, convinced (as i hit 'answer') that it would be a wrong number.... nope. it was dez calling from winthrop washington, just to say hello. i can't say how much that phonecall meant to me --a guy i adore, but with whom i've never corresponded with any regularity. it was incredible to know that the salt of the earth was on the other end of the line...
of course it's not news that that all a person needs sometimes for a quick pick-me-up are their friends.... and i have been blessed, in my lifetime, to know some pretty fucking amazing souls...
so, after i got off the phone with dez, i jumped onto msn messenger and low and behold, there was lindsay. although i intend to see lindz in a little over a month, down in australia, i hadn't communicated with him much over the past while. we chatted for awhile, about the usual things --music, movies, food. can't wait to see the goof...
hangin' online with lindsay got me all jonesin' for aussie, so i (of course) called ems. she was out at a party so the convo was short, but the "i love yous" are always so heartfelt between us that i couldn't help but hang up the phone with a stupid grin on...
in the past two days i've had some extralong conversations with cooie, who happens to be on a working vaykay in belize. when i need counsel, she is my first call --and i'm glad to say the street goes two ways. she is insightful and strong and wonderful...
but the clincher ?
a text reading "what has 4,000,000 thumbs and sucks without you ? ...... downtown toronto."
a smokejumper i met on the beach in the kingdom of tonga....
a punk rocker, radio show host i met backstage at a porkers show...
two of the best friends a girl could ever ask for...
an award winning drummer from a shithot band...
thanks, guys, for making me smile....
x
this past weekend was thanksgiving, here in canada, and on saturday night i was suffering from a minor case of the melancholies; i was cocooning on my couch watching mindless television when my phone rang.
"area code 509 ????" i thought to myself, convinced (as i hit 'answer') that it would be a wrong number.... nope. it was dez calling from winthrop washington, just to say hello. i can't say how much that phonecall meant to me --a guy i adore, but with whom i've never corresponded with any regularity. it was incredible to know that the salt of the earth was on the other end of the line...
of course it's not news that that all a person needs sometimes for a quick pick-me-up are their friends.... and i have been blessed, in my lifetime, to know some pretty fucking amazing souls...
so, after i got off the phone with dez, i jumped onto msn messenger and low and behold, there was lindsay. although i intend to see lindz in a little over a month, down in australia, i hadn't communicated with him much over the past while. we chatted for awhile, about the usual things --music, movies, food. can't wait to see the goof...
hangin' online with lindsay got me all jonesin' for aussie, so i (of course) called ems. she was out at a party so the convo was short, but the "i love yous" are always so heartfelt between us that i couldn't help but hang up the phone with a stupid grin on...
in the past two days i've had some extralong conversations with cooie, who happens to be on a working vaykay in belize. when i need counsel, she is my first call --and i'm glad to say the street goes two ways. she is insightful and strong and wonderful...
but the clincher ?
a text reading "what has 4,000,000 thumbs and sucks without you ? ...... downtown toronto."
a smokejumper i met on the beach in the kingdom of tonga....
a punk rocker, radio show host i met backstage at a porkers show...
two of the best friends a girl could ever ask for...
an award winning drummer from a shithot band...
thanks, guys, for making me smile....
x
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