Sunday, 29 April 2012

• On a short-lived best friend.

  These five words I swear to you/ When you breathe, I want to be the air for you/ I'll be there for you.

  Today I was driving home across a bridge at sunset, thinking about summer, with that^ song playing. Summer's finally about to be here, and I'm so excited. Not about a vacation or about the end or beginning of something, just it being freakin' summer.

  I can't remember the last time I felt that way. I've almost always marked my time by events rather than seasons. Fall is the beginning of school, summer is the end of school. But I'm just excited for it to be summer. Time to spend all your time outside in the long days and short nights.

  It kinda reminds me of that time I was watching Derek's little sister because everyone was away and Derek came home early, and we were playing in his backyard. I don't know why.

  

  Then, the whole summer thing kinda reminds me of this one time, when I was a little girl at someone's wedding. I met another little girl there at the wedding named Tori, short for Victoria, and we were best friends the moment we met. We were the first ones out on the dance floor built outside, where the reception was. It was the middle of summer and I can just remember wearing a dress and having it swing out around me as I danced all alone with my new best-friend Tori on the dance floor in the sun.

  I think that Leann Rimes song was playing, since the song that goes "I need you like water, like breath, like rain," always reminds me of that afternoon.

  I remember Tori and I painted our nails peacock blue and Aunt Barbara called us inside for something or another. Tori had a beautiful friendly dog. Yellow was Tori's favorite color. 

  And I don't think I ever saw her again. Technically she's still out there, and her dad and my dad are good friends, but... I don't know. I think her parents separated, and that might have been the reason.

   

  Anyway. I'm in an excellent mood, tonight. I've got this overwhelming feeling that everything's going to be okay.

  Even though Wolff called me and was really sad- his grandmother just died. I gave him my condolences and promised he'd be in my prayers, and got off the phone as quickly as I could. The poor dear. 

  Time to go get ready for bed and then get up for my super-awesome job tomorrow. I'm so excited.

  

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