2003-10-27 - 12:41 p.m.

there were endless days between us meeting again, but once we did it, we picked up where we left off. i love how we can do that.

i love that there is no need to explain what i have been consuming my time with or how i am. no need to impress you, or tell you my life story. it is so calming to know, that you know everything about me, the small quirky things, and the ones hidden in the so deep...and yet you still are there. still we talk about nothing and make fun of each other like we are children. we are just there. we live in the present time, coordinating minutes with baking times.

i was thinking about one of my first memories of you. we were going on a field trip in seventh grade, i sat next to you on the bus. you had headphones on. i was asking about your parents. you told me they were divorced and i told you mine were getting divorced too. haha. you were looking out the window and i remember thinking that you looked sad. haha. my first memory of you...and you were depressed. typical.

i cant wait to think about these weekends we spend together, ten or twenty years from now...how we will laugh.