This post has been in the pipeline for way too long. Every time I sat down to write it, the door bell would ring, someone would call or I would remember something urgent I have to do. I’m running late, I’ve only just finished packing my bags, and I have an awful feeling that I’ve forgotten something stupendously important, but I knew I had to put this out on the world wide web before I go.
The problem is, I’m not eloquent at the best of times. My idea of trying to tell a person that I care about them, would be telling them that they have nice hair (which by the way you do have.) and make a bad joke or two. And I’m not the best person at keeping in touch most of the time either. I’m rarely online on Skype and hardly ever on MSN and am notoriously antisocial.
Buuut, my angst and failure at modern communication does not mean that I miss you any less or have forgotten about you. You’ll be surprised at how often I wish I could get your advice and how the weirdest stuff remind me of you and make me smile. Random stuff like this,
to food items, orange rubber slippers, flowery shorts and the occasional song.
Actually, come to think of it, it’s mostly the food. 🙂
So, I hope you’ll understand when I say that even though I probably won’t talk to you as often as I’d like to, I miss you to bits and am absolutely excited that we’ll be seeing you soon. I think I can speak on behalf of all of us – F, the small one and everyone else that we’re counting the days till you get your ass over here. Our group isn’t quite the same.
Miss you lots.
Have a safe flight.
Plush leather seats,
On his head.
In the background.
In the air-conditioned
Of his car.
Beads of sweat trickle
Down her neck.
Into her back.
By the commuters.
I don’t know if I will share this blog with you or if you will never read this, but here’s hoping you find your eternal jag someday. If there’s anyone who deserves it, it’s you.