I'm in love with so many things that I want to scream and cry and break things.
Does this make sense?
I'm especially in love with my friends. I tried to call some of you, tonight, but you are all away. I have so many things to talk about, and I miss being able to find friends, at the end of a long week (so damn long, these weeks), to pile in a van with and go drinking. I miss, not so much the drinking, as the commiseration, the companionship, the earnest conversations, and the solemn moments of listening to Johnny Cash and hoping that someday, everything would work out all right for all of us.
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Hey there,
sorry I didn't answer my phone... i was at work. I know how you feel though. Disconnected, lost, etc.
Oh yeah, and the screaming and breaking things for love? Totally there.
I miss it, too. Imagine driving that van around...and not having the people that you want to put in it. That's where I am.
--Catherine
Torn in all directions at once, like someone being drawn and quartered. Pulled so hard in opposite directions that sometimes you just stay where you are. Yes, it makes sense, or if it doesn't, it's not uncommon. You know, like bellybuttons.
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stupid blogger won't let me post except anonymously. Maybe they know something I don't?
No shit, y'all...so many memories, especially from that last year. All of us in the van together, air full of smoke...
don't know where, don't know when, but I do know
we'll meet again some sunny day
Er...that last one was from me, the van owner. Peace out.
--Rebecca
Yeah, You used to be the van owner, Rebecca. It's mine now all mine. And Catherine the tank better be full when I get back. Oh and California is evil, if for no other reason, then for its horrid horrid gas prices.
I know this feeling, the soul ache. The adjective you seek to describe your state is "bereft."
On a lighter note, whenever I get it into my head that I'm going to call friends and they don't answer or aren't home, then I entertain myself with a simple call and I don't feel like I wasted as much time. When no one can talk to me I give ole TAC a call. Anyone who remembers the phone numbers can do this and it's better if you have no one in particular to talk to at TAC. All you do is take the first sucker to answer the dorm phone and insist to speak to the head prefect of the opposite gender of the dorm you're calling. Just keep insisting and see what kind of results you get.
~Z
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