Taking an unplanned trip down memory lane is the worst. I was sitting here minding my own business, playing some completely pointless game, and my brain decided to open up The Drawer. The one in the very back corner of my mind, behind the pile of long abandoned hobbies; ice skates, a piano, a stack of journals. I had no idea what was about to happen- so imagine my surprise when I was bombarded with a sudden playback of Things I Forgot On Purpose.
You can bet I scrambled to slam that sucker shut tight again.
...that’s not really how this works, though, so I might as well settle in and wait for it to run its course.
Nights like this make me miss my friend. I know there’s a good reason I stopped talking to her, but she was also great at listening and making me laugh. I could call her at 2 a.m. and tell her I’m going crazy, and she’d say, “Cristen...you’ve been there for a while. Now what’s wrong?” She would have driven two hours in the middle of the night to get to me if I’d asked her to. We would have sat on my kitchen floor drinking wine and pretending we were sophisticated while she listened to all the reasons I feel terrible, and then she would have reminded me of the time we baked cookies at 4 in the morning and my mom woke up to find us drinking coffee and throwing cheese across the kitchen while the cookies burned.
And she would have reminded me of the night we took a roll of toilet paper into my back yard, soaked it in cheap perfume, lit it on fire, and threw it over the fence. Or how we used to go to her house after school and drink chocolate milk while listening to the same song for an hour. Or the time we tried to go sledding on garbage bags but ended up just army crawling through four feet of snow to an old barn where we hid in the loft and told ghost stories.
Nights like this are lonely in a house full of sleeping people.
Not to change the subject, but totally just to change the subject...I kind of hate that I always find myself back in this thread during my low moments. I forget about it by the time I finally fall asleep, but in the morning I’ve always got this sense of dread...”Oh boy, what’d I say now?”
On a completely unrelated note, Mint Magic tea is wonderful.