Tuesday, August 31, 2010

My dear sweet friend,

I'm at your house right now. In Pat's stinky room.You told me to go put something on his computer, and I noticed your blog was left open. You're almost done packing all of your stuff.  Although I've been with you for days I still don't feel like I've had time to say goodbye and I know that the goodbye I'm going to say isn't going to be good enough. I know this all sounds SUPER cheesy: but words cannot express how much I am going to miss you. Our friendship is so very precious to me. Thank you for letting me be in your life. Really, thank you. Pat just came in and started playing guitar and now I'm secretly crying. If he knew he would probably think its because his song is so good. Well, I love you so so much and cannot wait for the day when we are reunited once again. I will pray and think about you every day that we're apart! Okay I must go now, I am being way too mushy.
Love Always and Forever, Gracie <3

p.s. I still can't believe you let me give you my socks.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Time Already Told.

"tonight i'll dream while i'm in bed
when sill thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
and when i wake tomorrow i'll bet
that you and i will walk together again
cause i can tell that we
are going to be friends"

and it's a relief, thru all the raindrops that keep falling from my head.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Firsts:

Kayaking under no moon, upon the giant Rincon waves, getting splashed in the face by the dark swelling shadows of the great and wild pacific sea...

...so amazingly, overpoweringly, terrifyingly, ethereally beautiful.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Everynow and then...

It can be a little bit hard saying goodbye, when it means watching their crying faces depart off into the great dark abyss of the fearful unknown.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Shades of Grey

"Shades of grey wherever I go
The more I find out the less that I know
Black and white is how it should be
But shades of grey are the colors I see."

So nice.

To have a friend like you.
To weave with through the crowds,
and watch the seals chase schools
of mackerel at the end of the pier,
and bike around in the silence
and the downtown chaos
with all the crazy people
and the confetti from fiesta
...and all the people
...so many people

so many faces,
but they all seemed so alone,
in that train of bodies...
but we weren't.

So, thanks for being my friend.
and for giving me that most precious gift
...of your time.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Sitting Babies


Not to be an obnoxious blogger or anything... it's just I have another hour and a half before the parents get home. :-)

Colors mixed with Light.

I can almost hear and taste them.
I guess all the senses are pretty intertwined, afterall.