I wasn't planning on updating again so soon, but...
People come back to you in the strangest ways, through dreams and memories, a certain smell, the way the sky looks.
Most of the time I'm fine with them living in the past. But every once in a while I wish I could talk to them. Nothing much. A short note or message. Just to drop some information of them that you know nobody else in your life now would appreciate as much as they would. Like if a book I just read that reminds me of M. Or a band I know T would like is coming through this summer.
After almost twenty years together my husband is the first person I to share things with, as it should be. He is my favorite.
But every once in a while there is something that he won't fully understand the weight of. Yesterday I learned of something fairly trivial, but also kind of mind boggling at the same time. I wish I could just email, drop them this little fact, and say "Hope the last 18 years have been swell. Talk to you never."
Anyhow, the thing is this: I found out who Damien Jurado is married to now. So weird.
12:39 p.m. - 2023-05-02