I'm listening to The National's Boxer and Pelican's City of Echoes pretty much daily now.
Right now, those two albums make sense to me in ways I can't quite articulate.
I miss my friend a lot. I don't think she misses me, though. I hope, and I think, she's finding her way to something like happiness, and perhaps the only way for her to do that was to cast me off. Certainly, she's better off finding something good in the now, instead of mining time for it.
Maybe it's time for me to quit mining time myself.
I can never get the fuckin' word verification right on the first shot. I don't know why...