~erin's new born baby girl, clarissa. she is so small and perfect looking. she moves and sleeps and cooes and eats and throws up and it's all so amazing. i love holding her in my arms and rocking her back and forth when she starts to fuss or cry. i love calling her my little squirmy munchkin. erin and jeff have started referring to me as "aunt laura" when talking to clarissa. i love feeling like maybe that little baby needs me- to hold her, to love her, to pay attention to her. she is the best thing in my life right now.
~shannon when she's just woken up. i only witnessed this today for the first time. she was sick and i stopped by to give her some balloons and cards and i had to wake her up to give them to her. she was wearing a tank top braless and her face was speckled with red blotches. she let out a groan and turned over to face me before beginning to speak in her incredibly soft and soothing voice. i wanted her to fall asleep all over again so i could wake her up again and relive the beauty of it all.
~love between people who haven't been together long enough to really know what love is but feel so deeply and intensely about each other that the smallest thing the other does will make their mood and emotions sky rocket. infatuation is dizzying and intense, and in its own way, insane. i thrive on watching it and not being a part of it.
~gay boys or meeting a gay boy and falling in love with him instantly and beginning to talk on the phone with him incessantly as if your head would drop right off your body if you didn't.
~working with all women. women are the most incredible people by nature and being with them all day among fancy dresses and draw strong shorts makes life a little less terrible.
~liking someone so much that when you're finished talking to them your heart rate won't slow down and you feel like you're going to explode.
~holding 45 minute conversations with yourself in your car.
~people who share their lives with you completely; let you in on little secrets, let you know their weird things, teach you about their mind and its workings, or let you see them cry.
~meeting people on the street by asking them why they have a pear and finding out you are both musicians and in AA
~feeling an emotion you don't usually feel, like embarrassment, and feeling like there is a new side of you that possibly didn't exist until then
~wondering about your funeral and its attendants
~being outside with your shoes off and watching cars drive by, people hurrying along and children crying for a trip to toys r us
~memories
~a book that takes hold of you, spits up on you and leaves you stuttering words in your sleep.
~the love and hate of oneself being equal
~crying because everything has become overwhelming and no one will leave you alone and all you want to do is write a poem and take a shit.
~the whole process, cycle, and workings of menstruation
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