Sunday, May. 25, 2003

Paint a blue crab on your car for me, or a sailboat, or a leafy sea dragon, or something like that

I don't know what to write here. It was your birthday and graduation and almost summer (although, who would know that with the current weather--even though i swear i smelled some honeysuckle), so of course we were on your deck. I have so many thoughts right now that just aren't coming out as coherent sentences, so I will just say this: As hard as it can be to say goodbye, I am glad that there are people in this world who are so great that they make me cry.