4:07 pm. chai tea in the airport. it burns my tongue. so this is boise and i'm tired. I've been reminded what my life was like 4 years ago, been there for a friend and been told i was almost adopted, or something. I wan to slow dance.
"you almost had our name," he said.
inside "tell me more" is whispered as i wonder what he meant.
telephone numbers and "keep in touches" flow from memories of changing love. life is like this ring: just too tight on one finger, just too loose on the next. No one can quite manage to live it, nad no one quite wants to lose it. I want the life i have today.
but yesterday i longed for what you just offered me.
do i look different? I am.
"you look so confident," they say. and i was shaking when i saw them after so many years. shaking and confident.
and happy, despite it all. that's what reuniting does to you. my chai is cooling as i reminisce. Then it's time to board. 4:26 pm.
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inside the hot drink seemd like a good idea. now as i step outside i think the air might be warmer. i saunter to the plane and think about how much my parking will cost back in ontario. i smile at the people as i excuse my way down the narrow aisle. My life is odd. but excruciatingly beautiful. i think of all the people who will be coming to my graduation. who don't know each other. who will meet. i think i will like introducing them. for a change.
