Lauren and Aubrey wanted to know what I did with the missed connection.
I told them what I wrote back, and they laughed. I don’t have time for bullshit and I don’t fuck around. But basically, the idea (between us, not what I said to him) is that he won’t be coming into my world because to him, he’s chasing a ghost, an idea that doesn’t exist. But his friend has an opportunity, if he believes in magic.
I told Lauren, if there’s more to be said, he and I will run into each other again.
How do you know that, she asked.
We just will, I said. Because that’s the way these things work.
4/20
For the record, I want everyone to know I was completely sober on 4/20.
Though.
I was sitting in my car in our driveway in Fremont, chatting with my mom. It was a beautiful, sunny Sunday afternoon when all of a sudden, I hear a gobble-gobble-gobble from outside.
WTF, I say, looking around.
Oh yeah, my mom says. We have wild turkeys in the hills.
I’m sorry, what? Since when?
So I say, I’m gonna chase it!
So I get out of the car, and sure enough, there is a massive turkey wandering around at the end of our driveway. I chase it a bit so I can get a picture.
I know we’ve always had deer and once, I was late for school because a cow was blocking our driveway.
But turkeys. This is new.