as i was driving back from oakland yesterday my ipod did a wonderful thing: it shuffled on to a lady gaga song.
do you ever inadvertently cease doing something? not for any particular reason, but perhaps just because something else came along and then something else and then another thing and then you forgot about going back to the original thing, even though you really enjoyed the original thing? this happens to me a lot.
i was grateful when lady gaga came on because it reminded me of another instant-smile-inducer and i like to collect those. i remembered how much i love her music, what she stands for, how everything she does is a piece of art, how i can sing along to all her songs, how maria and i saw heralmost exactly a year ago,
how maria lives in new york now and how she got to go to gaga’s workshop at barneys and how she got me a fabulous gaga teacup for christmas (it has a diamond at the bottom. real, of course.),
how every gaga song is great but i still have some favorites,
how nick & i are going to new york in 2 and a half weeks (!)
how this blog post had a point when i started it in my head yesterday that has since been lost. how that’s okay. how this is the end of the post and that’s also okay.
today the soap i used smelled exactly like the hand sanitizer required for entry into my brother’s wing of the hospital. it took me back and took me forward. i can hardly believe how much time has passed and how much time has flied. friday is my brother’s last day in the marine corps.
whether or not you’re a valentine’s day fan, you can’t really say you hate love, so here’s a love story for you: when my dad met my mom, he had a sock monkey from his childhood. when my mom met my dad, she had a sock monkey from her childhood. my mom & dad fell in love, and so did the monkeys. now they sit atop the sliding door in my parents’ bedroom, keeping each other in good company.
last thursday, sept 22, i got this email: “The Future: It will happen on the coming Sunday, between noon and 3:15 pm. It won’t change your life forever, but for a long time, years.“ on said sunday, within the hours listed, i found the below photo (with notation on the back):
struck with the blurry but clear joy on the man’s face, paired with the obtuse phrase on the back, i purchased the photo for 82cents and returned home. i hadn’t thought of the email at the time, but when i rediscovered it saved in my inbox i thought to myself “hmm…”