Some nights (or days) are just like that. Ghosts from the past, houses that are long gone, neighborhoods that no longer exist. But I'm sure I was there. Could have sworn it. Doing remodeling in one of the bedrooms. Seeing my mother, clear as day. The colors of the old hippie beads hanging where the door to the closet should have been. Feeling the coolness of the wood floors.Then, there was one of my favorite coloring books in the corner, the one with the geometric fractal designs (yeah, I was a weird kid), and I thought that as soon as I got time I would do some coloring in it again. Seeing the banana trees out in the backyard just a few feet away from the bayou. And everyone was there, as it should be.
It was all in a dream, of course. I thought I had reached clarity a few months ago about this, with a dream that dad and I were sitting on the opposite side of the bayou and looking at a vast emptiness where the houses stood. And he told me that was all OK, that we would be alright. I woke up thinking that was true, and that I had reached acceptance in my mind. Only, this morning, I could have sworn....and I wake up with these two songs alternating in my head. Why? It's all gone now. But I thought for sure I was there. The music tells me I wasn't. But still....
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You floor me. You leave me a wreck, then you send me scrambling to compose myself and to find a way to thank you with an answer. I feel like I know your mother.....why is that? I didn't listen to the tunes - I went straight to find "after the gold rush" to blog back at you......duh. Read the instructions, dude. You are amazing at what you do. All in a dream indeed. "I can see by your coat my friend, that you're from the other side"........
I keep hoping that one day we'll figure out there is no "other side". We're all in this together. Nobody won.
Thanks a frickin' bunch.....my mascara is running down my hairy chest.......
It's always satisfying when I am able to touch someone on such a visceral level. Now, as I'm typing this, I'm listening to "Wooden Ships", and the funny thing is, I heard it just last night also. Wow, are we ever on the same plan. Other side, hell, we are most decidedly from the same side, you're right, and no, I can't tell you who won because nobody won.
I think we're the only two that can understand what on Earth we are even talking about here, proving that some friendships transcend time, place, and things.
But as your friend, I must tell you....lean closer, so I can whisper this into your ear just three words...."use waterproof mascara"
Thank you, my friend. :)
Same plan? Duh, I mean same PLANE.
Jeez, now you've got me all shaken up too.
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