The Road / Cormac McCarthy

Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that.
You forget some things, don't you?
Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.
Cormac McCarthy, The Road
"To live a creative life we must lose our fear of being wrong." Joseph Chilton Pearce

"If you press me to tell why I loved him, I feel that this cannot be expressed,
except by answering: Because it was he, because it was I."
Michel de Montaigne, "Of Friendship"

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Thu, Jan 13, 2011 at 6:49 PM, Email from David

Summer was alright. I don't know what it is about her that is just not that attractive to me. 
Maybe it's because she's an actress. There was this girl at Northwestern's music camp thing last summer with dark hair and blue eyes. It was really really amazing. Whenever I see her, I could feel adrenaline rush through my body and my heart would start pounding. It was ridiculous. 
She plays the piano. 
On the first day, my mother asked her where the library was, and later than day when my mother left, she asked me if I found the library. I told her "that was my mom" but it didn't really make much sense. She acted like it made sense. We had this short 4 sentence conversation outside the girl dorm door. She kept pulling on the door while she was talking to me but it didn't open because you're supposed to scan your key thing on the sensor to unlock it. I took out my key thing and scanned it on the sensor to unlock it for her. She laughed and called herself an idiot jokingly. 

I stalked her a lot. Whenever I'm in my friend Andrew's room, I would look out the window. 
There was this one day she was walking outside his window. She was wearing a white dress. It was awesome.

She sat in the seat across from me once during lunch. I ended up finishing my food very quickly and leaving because it was just too much for me to handle. 
If I stayed I'd probably get a heart attack. 
Thu, Jan 13, 2011 at 6:49 PM, Email from David

I'm going to publish you. Please grant me the permission to publish what you wrote about the girl who almost gave you a heart attack.
Thu, Jan 13, 2011 at 7:44 PM, My reply to David

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