Looking back on all these memories, I think maybe that day on the dock was the happiest moment of my whole life. Driving down to the waterfront we were stuck at a railroad crossing: dozens of train cars blurred by and we patiently waited and harmonized to Simon & Garfunkel… and I found myself thinking that I could have sat there with these people for hours, just waiting.And when we did get down there. It was so pretty, the sun shining down on the Willamette River, and the water reflecting our beautiful Portland. We were all so happy; my friends skipped and leapt down the ramp to the dock and I ran ahead to take a photograph of our joy.
So there we all were, with nothing but each other and everything in the world. When I would turn to one person or the other, euphoria would take ahold of my body and I left so full of love I could fly. Smiling, singing, and embracing as wakes from the boats gently rocked us all; I swear there was something unreal about these beautiful and fleeting moments. All I know is, I’ve never felt such vibrant happiness as when I looked into the eyes of my friends and felt true love.
"You change all the lead
sleepin' in my head to gold
as the day grows dim
I hear you sing a golden hymn
the song I've been trying to say."
[Arcade Fire]
On my to-do list for this week:
- Write letters
- Get blank discs and BURN SOME TUNES
- Go to Political Awareness Club
- Finish Diary by Chuck Pahlaniuk
- Turn 17!
Have a good one.


3 Comments:
Allison-
Keep working hard in cross country. it always makes me happy to see you at the meets and to know you're there at the practices to slow those psychos down! keep your chin up. thanks for the link, glad i can keep tabs on you. i'll try to drop you an email once and a while. love always
katie
that was probably one of the best summer days--definitely agreed. i'm about to indulge in cafeteria food. i miss you and portland food.
wow what a great idea for a poster! wonder where that came from...
love you and miss you as well. i miss portland water more than anything.
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