i missed a certain friend for the first time ever today. for about thirty seconds, i think. i walked off the feeling before it got to me. i mean, i’ve missed her before, but it’s always been the lover, the promise, the future, the affection, etc., that i’ve felt missing. Never the friend.
The curiosity of that feeling has struck me more than the feeling itself. i mean, why does it seem so unusual to miss a friend?
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Just got back from a 3-hr sail (haha) in the Dink, out around Little Thatch.The wind is out of the west lately, which made for a decent run under the wee spinnaker back down to the boatyard docks. Saw several sea turtles…
Almost didn’t go, feeling too hot, humid, and lethargic. Feel even hotter, more humid, and burnt-out now. But good.
i like sailing.
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