when i was nineteen years old and home on christmas break i awoke from a dream, and upon doing so, scribbled down the following words:
"because sometimes i like being friends with you so much--i can't breathe"
it remains the truest thing i've ever written.
ironic because friends was entirely the wrong word.
i still have that slip of paper, despite having long since moved on from the man.
but not the notion, i certainly hope i'll never move on from the notion.