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Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Late-Night High-School phone calls...

Don't you remember how fun they were?
Staying up till 4 am on the telephone
Going to school dead ass tired the next day
Listening to each other breath
Waking each other up each time the other one falls asleep
Having that giddy feeling the next day when you look at each other

Those were the days, and sometimes when we're lucky, they still are. Wade was on the phone till 3am, Jess was on the phone till 1am, and I...I was asleep by 11pm. HA! I'm making up for it tonight though. Sometimes instant messenger can be much more fun than the phone. I like taking a little longer to communicate with someone. To me phone conversations are too rushed. The long silences aren't filled with silence, they're filled with the constant contemplation of what to write next. Where's the conversation going? You're a little uninhibited and things you might not have the nerve to say in person fly right through your fingers. I find the people I talk to online I get to know quicker than just being with them in person. Of course this is a sad statement for this day and age when a blank screen and a keyboard are more personal than a face to face conversation. However, I'm sure the same claims were made about the telephone when it came about. But, I digress. Back to my late-night conversations. My late-night conversations and all the implications of their occurances. The sleepy yet smiling face that I'll wake with in the morning. The interesting and thought provoking scenes playing out in my head.
But the very very best part about it is knowing that it was all brought about by one special person. Not just any person could incite such reactions. No, this person is different. And do you dare to dream that he is the one you've always wanted to hear these things from?

♥Oh, so vintage... 11:54 PM


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