I love everything about this essay but I don’t yet know why. I will re-read it about a dozen times today and it will keep me up tonight. In about three or eight or fourteen months, something will resonate and I will pop back in to comment.
I love Reeses pieces. Makes me think of ET when I didn’t have a mortgage or kids or anything but a dark theater and the stress of whether or not I dare lock pinky fingers with her. (I did, it was …. wow…) If I ask for a candy, I’m just trying to remember a memory … but you wouldn’t know that was my reach.
Well, THAT went off the rails!!! Got there faster than I thought. Still gonna keep me up tonight, just the vacuous loneliness though, not the why. I kinda already knew.