Applying myself to the moment.
What I’m going to remember most about New Year’s Eve wasn’t when a relationship clicked into place for one of my best friends who spent half the evening on the phone with a guy halfway around the world, the venomous snake wine… crystal skull vodka and crystal skull shot glasses, trying to rescue a drowned phone by dunking it in quinoa (not an absorbent grain bt-dubs), Dan’s birthday, Johan and Ena’s final weekend in Chicago before moving to Kansas City, the view from Luke’s condo at the Wacker River-bend, but the hour I spent on the phone with my friend S at three in the morning.
This happened after I fell asleep and woke up again, clear, coherent, and cathartic about what I was thinking and feeling with no pause; none at all. Even to people I’ve known for years, it’s not easy to open up, though for some reason, it’s okay with very certain people and not others.
I’m amazed by the ways and methods the universe has of bringing people together. 2012, you have much to teach me.
