The more things change, the more they stay the same.

I try to laugh about it now
but isn't it funny how everything works out?
'I guess the joke's on me,' she said.

I found this letter from A. in my summer camp stuff. You know, patches, pictures, 'I'll miss you' notes. It's from Summer 1997. Excerpts follow.

I like seeing you happy. It makes me happy to see your radiant smile or to hear your laughter. Those are two of my favourite things in the world. I tried not to mention when I was worried or upset because I didn't want to rock an already unstady boat. I told myself that once that was all over... once we were together and got out here... it would all work itself out.

These issues that trouble us now - some are new and some are not so new. What has happened to us, love? Have we lost some vital connection?

You untied your knots... knots of worry and concerns. And yet now I find myself tying my own knots. I fear that my words are now cheap and unconvincing like a politician's campaign promises. I fear that you feel distanced from me...

Four years ago. Two years before the wedding. Where the hell was my head?

The Big 1-9!

Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, dear Adrienne,
Happy birthday to you!

This is for you, Kris.

If Kristofer made an LJ, I would write to him all the time. But he doesn't. But I will say this, since he is a loyal reader and is currently making fun of me:

Kris, you help make a lot of bad things bearable. You are always supportive of me, and I really appreciate that. You are genuine and kind. And I will remember you forever and ever, every time I see Stardust. And for many other reasons.

Thank you for being my friend.