i'm always bumping into hidden corners in my mind.
i've just recently reconnected with Matt Abell (see Jan 8: "The Buddha Rules") through Facebook.
it's been 19 years since i've seen him.
as it turns out, i had "edited" my memories of my first man-friend and best comrade, leaving out a large portion (all) of the horribly selfish things i did to him.
in my mind, Matt and i will always be sitting on a grassy knoll at sunset in September, covered in charcoal with newsprint pads propped on our knees as we draw the trees and Matt teaches me the lyrics to an entire album of Violent Femmes songs.
this is my perfect day.
i've just recently reconnected with Matt Abell (see Jan 8: "The Buddha Rules") through Facebook.
it's been 19 years since i've seen him.
as it turns out, i had "edited" my memories of my first man-friend and best comrade, leaving out a large portion (all) of the horribly selfish things i did to him.
in my mind, Matt and i will always be sitting on a grassy knoll at sunset in September, covered in charcoal with newsprint pads propped on our knees as we draw the trees and Matt teaches me the lyrics to an entire album of Violent Femmes songs.
this is my perfect day.
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