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Sat, Aug. 19th, 2006, 11:59 pm
Feels like the highway again:

Black bears and country roads and teenage boys, oh my! Mountains, creeks, sunsets and bliss under country stars. Driving for hours and wishing it were longer, gas on my sleeve; looking in the rearview seeing a pair of headlights and the pines silhouetted against the albertan sunset, thinking of the way he smiled, the creases in his forehead and the way his eyebrows moved, like sometimes he couldn't believe what he himself was saying. Watching bees and eating honey on sticky fingers, holding hands much smaller than mine, playing cards until all hours and running down the mountain. Laughing so hard we gasped for air, watching them across the table and chinese food, seeing my tears fall in the stream. Sore feet and legs and shaky hands and scared and happy and hugs and goodbyes.

I've got butterflies inside me because I'm home and it feels like away.

Sun, Aug. 20th, 2006 11:07 pm (UTC)

You sure have a way with summing things up.