So here I go, splitting my tongue and fingers with the rate these words might come out. (watch out)!
This story just came to me. In Sixth Grade, the grade where you felt so close to the Supreme Ruler of the Universe that you could laugh in the face of darkness and nothing and say "poop" and feel no fear. And yet, I had a healthy dose of respect and fear for this rad girl another who had moved in from California, who was not our very precious Libby. At this point in time I was beginning to get a bit better at making friends than I had been before and this California Chick was becoming a new friend, yea dog. Anywho, one day we were talking and she told me, "Oh, I hate reading. Don't you?" And for some stupid reason I leapt to say, "Yea, yea, of course I do. It just, is you know, like ridiculous."
Okay ask again, "Do you hate reading?"
I LOVE READING! IT IS THE MOST INNER PART OF MY BEING! BOOKS! GIVE ME BOOKS OR GIVE ME DEATH!
So there we go, I had to get off my chest, let her know through the force of the Universe that I, in fact, do no hate reading. No, I thrive off reading. Dream of reading when I am doing other things. A bathtub and a new book? Bliss, incandescent bliss!
Opaque. Probably the strangest word in existence in our vast vocabulary of baffling words. Yet everytime I hear it fills me with such a overwhelming euphoria that I have to look straight up and kind of giggle/choke.
Opaque.
OPAQUE.
opaque.
OPAQUE!
And glory, I adore the word glory. Hmmm, words what a sweet form of confession.
Lastly, I just want to write a quick note to Taylor Ann Rose, my dear one.
dear taylor,
please note that i found a special font that resembles a type writer. just for you. i thought it might give a nice touch! any who, i just wanted to quickly confess how very much i admire you. your soul is much more brilliant than any of us can comprehend. it radiates wit and intellect, it effuses music and the beauty that comes with the gift of a creator. i am serious when I say your laugh, though you find it ridicules and embarrasses you, is one of the most heartfelt sincere laughs that i cannot control my own independent, stubborn laughter from jumping out to catch up with yours. keep that heart that is so tender and sensitive to the world around it and if you ever asked me, like elpheba once asked glinda, to come with you (not to just the Emerald City) but to come and simply defy gravity, to race away from the grasping hands that are trying to tie down your wings, i would not hesitate to come with! thank you for all the years, they have been mighty and good. never give up on that dream, take a leap of faith, i have such a feeling that it will be. anywho, i love you. stay safe. celebrate. embrace the you that is a lion wearing glasses and a beard, the nancy drew of pro-start, the mad banjo-rocking, heart singing, line treasuring, effulgent being you are.
be infinite.
sincerely, the one and only abs
