Friday, December 19, 2008

Learning How to Plant

I have moved 10 times in the last 5 years. And in April it will make it number 11. I'm tired. Someone once told me you move more than anyone I know. Most of the time people just ask why I move so much. I honestly don't know. Sometimes it's because I have to; other times it's because I can't stay (and those are two very different reasons).

Either way, I'm tired.

I need to learn how to grow something. Plant something and then harvest something. I need to learn how to farm instead of just gathering along the way and not being able to take everything with me. I don't know when I can stop enough to do a year and a half I'll be moving to Brazil (most likely) for 6 months to a year.

What then? After that? A garden?

There's more to this I can feel it in my stomach. I don't know what yet, but there is more.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Perhaps You'll Hear

I want you to remember me
Remember me like the night on the beach
With the wind so strong
Our voices flew behind us
And yet somehow, our laughter stayed.
Remember the freezing car ride
Staying close to stay warm
Just tired enough, to not know what was going on.
Remember the words we exchanged
And the words we didn't
With the look only we saw.
I want you to remember me
Enough to not forget me
To think of me fondly
And to one day come back to me.