The Freckles Inside of Freckles

Journal Entry Thursday October 14th, 2004

I should now be reading some report for some committee or other, but it is far more important to be nothing this to you: I was watching TV today when a commercial came on which had lots of models flouncing around. One of them had a constellation of freckles across her face and after looking at her for a few moments, I no longer saw her, but you. Yes, there are times that you are most certainly here with me, as when I write this note to you, connected by some would-be direct connection, as if hooked up to an internet of eros. And for this, I feel a little less alone.

Today
On my way home from work, I stuck in The Delays CD and then, too, our conversations came back.

This Evening
I loaded footage from your going away party, and I recalled how lucky I had felt that night to be part of what was yours, recording precious moments like those. And now I feel lucky to have these as my memories.