January 2010
132 posts
I have these dreams, you know. That I am standing on a platform and you keep going by on a train. And you go by, and you go by and you go by. And I wake up with the fucking sweats. And I have this other dream where you are pregnant in bed beside me naked. And I want so badly to touch you but you tell me not to, and then you look away. And I touch you anyway. Right on your ankle and your skin is so...
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In the months leading up to my wedding, I was thinking about you all the time. I mean, even on my way there; I’m in the car, a buddy of mine is driving me downtown and I’m staring out the window, and I think I see you, not far from the church, right? Folding up an umbrella and walking into a deli on the corner of 13th and Broadway. And I thought I was going crazy, but now I think it...
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I have this theory that the more important and intimate the emotion, the fewer the words are required to express it. For instance, in dating, “Will you go out with me?” Six words. “I think I care for you.” Five words. “You matter to me.” Four words. “I love you.” Three words. “Marry me.” Two words. So what’s left? What’s the most important and intimate word you can ever say to somebody? It’s...
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