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3:55 p.m. - 11/17/01 Do you think of me, Red? When I am not calling, when I am not there, when you are not there? Do you think of me when there is no reason to? Do you wonder if I still watch the shows we shared together? Do you wonder if I've gotten back on track or scaled further off course? Do you wonder why I'm doing this, or do you know? You know. Of course you know. I say half a sentence and you speak the rest. I know some of what Ed is trying to say these days. Mostly it's that they don't understand how thoroughly dehabilitating it has been to leave you. And they don't understand how little I care about anything except returning to you. They don't understand that I have no strength to do anything but sleep, and that I despise waking up because then I have to realize I'm not *really* back home with you... Home. My heart is still with you, busted as it is. When I left that day, Mom said "Wizard of Oz. Tinman." I don't know what she was referring to, but the line that popped into my head was, "Now, I know I have a heart ... because it's breaking." Forgive me for being abnormal, but you were all I ever wanted Red, and for all my fairy tales, I've never been taught what to do when the wish comes true only to be taken away...
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