Work in progress. I started out trying to write her something serious, and meaningful, about all the deep sharing moments we've had...but the memories that spring to mind usually involve screaming, or laughing, or just absurdity. And I couldn't get this Sound of Music song OUT.
Dastardly crickets and stalkers at midnight
Blithely assuring my mom that it's all right
Broken curfew by our roommate who sings
These are a few of my favorite things
Fending off bears in a Yellowstone campsite
Finally convinced my jamaica is all right
Making odd babies and wishing for rings
These are a few of my favorite things
Flirting with Danny and Hoptai and Ben
Flirting with Anthony and generally men
Freezing in winter and soaking in spring
These are a few of my favorite things
Camping at Foster the night that we froze
Caught in a river without any clothes
Charcoaling flatbread and a myriad of things
These are a few of my favorite things
When the job bites
When the (Massive Evil Flying Bug) stings
When life's not so rad
I simply remember my long talks with Lyss
And then I don't feel sooooooo baaaaaad.
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and again, again, and again, more times than i can count, i find myself bowled over in complete spasms of laughter with everyone staring and asking quite obliviously if i "will be alright."
yes thank you, I am. :)
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