2004-04-11
I'm in a daze. I fell asleep last night listening to her play her clarinet over the phone. She plays the song I like just for me. It's comforting, lying under a blanket in the semi-cold air while listening to a clarinet play a beautiful sonata.
I dreamt about her.
I woke up this morning with her shaking me. Some sort of emergency with our history report and a printer. It took climbing on top of me, straddling my middle, and pounding on my stomach with her fists for several before I finally agreed to get up.
She went to church with us.
She had dinner with all of us. Us being all my siblings, their spouses, my parents and grandparents.
I couldn't even live through that. And somehow she did. Miracle worker.
She's there. She's here. Where?
Now she's online.
What to do.