Tomorrow night. Darkening of the Sparkle. Cafe du Nord.
Come dance with me?
Despite being cozy in my home, I'm homesick. I sit in my usual spot, parked on the couch with my cup of coffee and daily early-morning chat with my best girl. (Shifted a few hours for weekend sleeping-in, of course.) I'm trying to explain the melancholy that's clouding my vision - and the word that keeps floating up is homesick. I'm homesick for my people.
I'm homesick for Beca and her marvellous laugh, and the dimple when she smiles, and the walk to Guerrero street. I'm homesick for Annika cruising around the corner and into my kitchen, knowing just where I am and demanding my attention. I'm homesick for Ely nuzzlebonking me with his fuzzy nose, and curling up laying against my leg, on my feet. I'm homesick for him running about Funston, trying to get the other dogs to chase him while Beca & I cruise behind, coffee in hand. I'm homesick for my long walks and talks and nottalks with Chris. For staying up all night with my Jimson, for the quiet cup of coffee in the morning. I'm homesick for Erin - the palpable crackling energy, the adventure and exploration and deepening.
So what's the word I'm looking for, clever friends? My vocabulary is failing me. Chris said "You seem lonely." And that's not quite it - but I think there's a lonely-component. What do you call it when you're homesick for your best friends?
because you take life in your stride(instead
of scheming how to beat the noblest game
a man can proudly lose,or playing dead
and hoping death himself will do the same
because you aren't afraid to kiss the dirt
(and consequently dare to climb the sky)
because a mind no other mind should try
to fool has always failed to fool your heart
but most(without the smallest doubt)because
no best is quite so good you don't conceive
a better,and because no evil is
so worse than worst you fall in hate with love
--human one mortally immortal i
can turn immense all time's because to why