Me and him known each other since we was kids. This one time we stayed up all night and walked around talking. Next day I was real tired. He moved away now. Sometimes I wonder where he's at and if he remembers that night we walked around and talked. I can't never remember anything we said, but I remember that night. I remember I was real tired the next day. I remember I felt this kind of big sadness and it was good and bad. It's real hard to describe. It was like inside I was getting bigger and everything was opening up or something. Outside, though, everything was just getting farther away and harder to reach. I don't know. I can't say it right. You ever feel that way? That's how I felt that night we talked. I wonder if he felt that way too.
Be careful when you cast your eyes
Be careful what you see
Be careful what you touch and feel
Who do you want to be
Be careful when you listen close
Be careful what you hear
Be careful what you choose to trust
Your safest friend is fear
You cannot unlearn
You cannot unknow
You cannot unyearn
You cannot ungrow
You cannot unburn
You cannot unshow
You cannot unturn
You cannot ungo
Every breath and every step is your last chance
I was just thinking about what I said before about how I felt that night we talked. It was like standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon and the wind is blowing and all you can think is "Jump, jump, jump" because you think you can fly or something. And you don't jump because you're afraid you can't really fly. And then you think, "If I won't never be able to fly, might as well jump anyway." I don't know. That ain't really right either.
Hello, friends. How have you been?
Love.
