Pacific Nights

July 16, 2003

Summer

Filed under: — 11.51 pm

I have come to the conclusion that I am naturally a bit morose…
I’m in one of my moods again. Spent the evening with Matt. Nice to see a member of the old company again. Very nice indeed.
I miss the old company itself, though. I think that we assessed it correctly, right in the beginning.
It will always be that moment in time that we try to recapture. The halcyon days of yore.
Our halcyon days.
We drift apart a little, then drift back together like bits of bark in a pond.
Kids playing pooh-sticks from the bridge.
We’re racing, upstream, turning back and egging each other on, trying to stay connected, then withdrawing, discontented.
Petulant,
Asking why,
Why did the sun set, why did the rain come, why don’t the stars shine.
Perhaps it’s just the way of things.
Tide in,
Tide out.
Breathe in,
Breathe out.
Savoring the aroma
Of things that have been.

2 Comments »

  1. And yet I realized that that summer really wasn’t all that idyllic; we just remember all the sweetest parts.

    Comment by Becca — July 17, 2003 @ 4.19 pm

  2. I was checking out your site again..and you know, in light of the whole Orgy incident with Matt, this entry rings even more true.

    Comment by Becca — January 11, 2004 @ 4.03 am

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