Do you have five minutes? Search for an email that you wrote one year ago on this day exactly. You might be surprised.
"I was searching for some legal... and cohesive way to write you this week. I think I've done this begin-with-lyrics-and-trail-to-the-life-story thing before, but with the new shins cd, and the brilliant concert still ringing in my ears, I thought it all too fitting to at least tempt you with the first few words in their wondrous compositions... so
track 1. sleeping lessons ...and flow eviscerate your fragile frame and spill it out on the ragged floor a thousand different versions of yourself.... so wow, good lines huh? basically this could be taken ridiculously deep and applied to ......versions of erin before and after college. but instead (because my writing skills can't organize those thoughts) I shall tell you about another image conjured in my head from said lines. dancing. oh but not just any dancing, crazy, unabashed, free of form and critique movement. Basically the cute girls across the street had a dance party. really it was just another excuse for the 6 of us to listen to good music and completely vent through movement.....
track 5. sealegs ...but we got sealegs and we're off tonight they can't have that to which they've no right you belong to a simpler time I'm a victim to the impact of these words and this rhyme... Well I'm sure james mercer was talking about something else, but I was thinking about the impact of written words, your words particularly, and the impact they have on me. Victim may have the some wrong connotations, but the whole involuntary aspect of victim may ring true. I was discussing with a friend semi-recently about the love languages. have you heard of them? there are 5 main love languages.. quality time, actions, gifts, touch, and words of affirmation. According to the theory we all accept or understand love shown in all of these forms, but we have a main form, and when that is in check we respond to the other languages even better. I have discovered my main language, if i were to have one, is words of affirmation. spoken, but even more so written. I guess I'm lucky thats how I've been connected to you for the past 20 months, letters. and incredibly lucky you've been so diligent in writing. I received a letter a few days ago, and fell victim to the words......... in your letter, yes i remember the kings of convenience song, actually i think its become my theme song, and michelle will testify how I can't sit still when it comes on. I adore it. .
Track 11. a comet appears ...close your eyes to corral a virtue, is this fooling anyone else, never worked so long and hard to cement a failure... ok, just focus on the word corral. and then think equestrian. basically i really wanted to tell you about my presidents day adventure, and i needed a word to tie in horseback riding... bu the lyrics deserve dissecting later. so riding.. Michelle and i went out for a few hours, guided by a friend who owns the beautiful animals. IT was beautiful.. It had snowed a ton the night before and was still snowing as we saddled up the horses. The canyon was loaded with snow frosted trees, their branches creating an intricately laced pattern of white against the dusty blue background of sky.....
love erin
p.s. if there was time i'd expound, but there isn't. I had to send you these lyrical lines anyway, and while I'm sure you don't have time to dissect them either, maybe you can read a few before you sleep to help direct your dreams.
...the lonely are such delicate things, the wind from a wasp could blow them into the sea with stones on their feet lost to the light and the loving we need...
...you can fake it for a while, bite your tongue and smile, like every mother does her ugly child...
...Of all the churning random hearts under the sun, eventually fading into night, these two are opening now......its like I'm perched on the handlebars of a blindman's bike, no straws to grab just the rushing wind....you made it through the direst of straits all right can you help it if plain love now seems less interesting, you haven't changed an ounce in my eyes and I can not lecture you, and does anything I say seem relevant at all?...
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oh the letters. Perhaps it should have been a signal of my surface level of devotion that I could not give myself so fully to the process as you did.
Then again, I'm also not the one that spent 45 minutes walking to the MTC to deliver freshly baked cookies :p
haha.... oh wow. I'd forgotten about that, I was smitten eh? that was a long time ago.
Dave,
That's pretty funny. Thanks for revealing your true identity, although I think I was beginning to pick up on it. :) Stealth Geeks are the best kind of people in my opinion so keep up the good work. Have a fantastic day!
Michelle
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