There is no Arizona? Sometimes I wonder.
Sep. 30th, 2002 11:34 pmToday last year I stepped off the plane from Arizona.
I miss it very, very much. It was the end of something and the start of something else, which in itself ended.
I took a picture from the overpass as Tamara drove me to the airport. It was of the sun, just coming up over the mountains, tinting the sky a delicate shell pink. I haven't seen it, I don't know if it came out or not. But it's imprinted in my mind forever.
I had been up all night at my going away party- JC got "drunk"; I was rushing around packing last minute things; we went for a ride one last time; Alta cried and wouldn't come to the airport with me. She almost didn't say goodbye. I miss her. I cried too.
I've changed, no doubt about it. Things I wanted for so long I don't want anymore. Wounds I thought would never close did. Time passes. I'm a year older than I was, but only a little bit wiser. That came with a price, but I don't think I would have traded it for anything.
A whole year. Damn.
When it rains it pours, you know?
I miss it very, very much. It was the end of something and the start of something else, which in itself ended.
I took a picture from the overpass as Tamara drove me to the airport. It was of the sun, just coming up over the mountains, tinting the sky a delicate shell pink. I haven't seen it, I don't know if it came out or not. But it's imprinted in my mind forever.
I had been up all night at my going away party- JC got "drunk"; I was rushing around packing last minute things; we went for a ride one last time; Alta cried and wouldn't come to the airport with me. She almost didn't say goodbye. I miss her. I cried too.
I've changed, no doubt about it. Things I wanted for so long I don't want anymore. Wounds I thought would never close did. Time passes. I'm a year older than I was, but only a little bit wiser. That came with a price, but I don't think I would have traded it for anything.
A whole year. Damn.
When it rains it pours, you know?
no subject
Date: 2002-09-30 09:06 pm (UTC)there's no real way to measure a year. I just hope all is well with you my dear.. and I hope to see you.. In a week no?....lol
<3 jester
no subject
Re:
Date: 2002-10-02 06:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-10-02 07:57 pm (UTC)~Feather~
Re:
Date: 2002-10-16 02:22 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-10-17 11:59 am (UTC)