peanuts

i nearly ran him over with my car yesterday. an old friend. i thought it was ironic and wondered afterwards if he recognized me, i hoped he hadn't, but if he did it would explain why he looked away so quickly. i was kind of tempted to hit the gas, just for old times sake.

i did a lot more talking than i had anticipated. my ability to carry a conversation has saved me on multiple occasions. i really don't know how i would manage without it. afterwards i giggled in a red bathroom, looking myself in the mirror like i was sharing an inside joke with myself. at times i am grateful that i'm my own constant companion, and that my reflection is like an old friend who i can look in the eye knowingly. it was a kodak moment.

you're sweet company.