this is where we look for things
7.25.01 - 2:02
they told her she had "itchy feet." yeah, but there's no cure for that stuff. i mean, we're not talking about athlete's foot. honestly. in magnolia she asked, now that i've met you, would you object to never seeing each other again? and probably you wouldn't, but it's harder after a little while now, isn't it. sometimes you want to clear your history but you're just not ready to say goodbye to that auto-fill-in advantage, right. see, that's just laziness dragging you down. well, maybe you can get around that if you're willing to sacrifice, say, everything but last tuesday. but think about what we did last tuesday. is it even worth saving? and if i say it is and you say it isn't, i mean, what do we do here? how did we get to this place? i guess it makes sense but i don't want to open my eyes and believe it really.
by the way, he tossed off, i've found the secret to eating less fat. oh, really? she asked. yeah--eat less fat. see, sometimes things really are simple. right.
i remember hearing a lot that night but all i can remember is the way she stood there, swaying side to side just a tiny bit, eyes closed, engrossed in her own words. and all i hear is her voice, i can't sleep at night, i can't sleep at night, like a mantra. sometimes when i lay in bed awake i hear her voice instead of my own.
