I’m having a terrible week, and I’ve been trying to write about it for a very long time now. The only things that are coming out are sad, angsty, angry, and depressing. 100% LiveJournal, in other words.
So, rather than add more gothic poetry to the internets, I decided to say a few nice things about the people I don’t often talk to. In alphabetical order:
amandarochelle: You’ve always known what’s important. Thank you, and please — take care of yourself.
cephalopod: Do you remember the conversation we had over coffee, where you shared with me your infrared photography, and we gave each other secret advice? I do.
dem: Don’t get caught in the middle of scene politics. You’re too good for that. Do what’s best for you.
dharmasatya: I wish I had known you better when I was younger and wiser — I think we could’ve had some wicked ESD time.
essinem: The stars burn brighter when they know you’re watching; they, like us, are hoping to inspire you.
prox2: Y’know, if you came with us, we’d be un-fucking-stoppable. Just sayin’.
siksyko: If I won the lottery or otherwise inherited a business tomorrow, you would be the first person I’d hire.
substance_p: Sometimes I think it’d be a good idea to rent a van, drive to Toronto, and literally fucking kidnap you. I think that might be best for everyone involved.
t0yb0x: We love you, you know.
zeewhiteninja: Do you remember when there was only one set of footprints? That’s when I was carrying you.
There were many more, but the words on my screen are starting to blur. One more, for someone more familiar:
Leslie — you’re my partner in all things, and the most beautiful girl I’ve ever known. You and me, okay?
I love you.