Echo

In honor of tonight, I will give two clues.

It will be on the happiest day of my life.
I might weep.
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I’m not a builder, I’m a finder. Creation vs Will. Rather than build it, I search every distance of depth until I find something I had previously dreamed, intact. And when you’re you and I find you again, I’ll tell you what I saw.
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I realized Michael was asking our waiter with the shaved head and caramel skin how tall he was.

6’3, he said.

You must a basketball player, my mom said.

Yeah, I played varsity for a school, but that was a long time ago.

I sized him up and recalled the way he moved. Upright but graceful, the kind of guy who appears taller in memory. He was a runner.

“I was more of a runner,” he said.

Sometimes you wonder if it was a falling star you saw, or someone far away winking.
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I told my mom that because I had to start 1st grade a year and a quarter too late, it was Rollin who saved me from drowning. I was okay with reading, writing and basic math, but he spent time teaching me division and decorum because I’d never encountered a structured setting. He lifted me up until I could carry myself. I gave him a living imaginary friend to play with (he was an only child), like a cartoon come to life. We were best friends. More than first loves. Like a first marriage. Loved and needed each other so much we almost couldn’t stand each other.

My mom said I have to look him up…find him again. I told her it will happen when the time’s right. I can’t imagine we can go through life without seeing each other again. But I don’t need him in my life. My 6 year old cousin Edison. He’s Rollin. Same spirit. I feel like I just have to be good to Edison as a thanks to Rollin.
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When it comes to plotting, it doesn’t get more diabolical than me. But I follow within ethical guidelines. Doesn’t make me any less diabolical. Just like a cage doesn’t make a tiger any less of a tiger.
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I was reading about the WNBA Draft today. You don’t have to be the number one draft pick. But you want to be someone’s number one pick.
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I saw a flame leap behind my mom, then little fireworks as a table across the room erupted in applause. Stared. It was a Baked Alaska.
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The sunset today was amazing. “Look out the window. What does that remind you of?” The hazy mountains at sunset over the water were a work of artist’s inspiration. My mom’s face melted into a smile. “Alaska.”

We’re sitting at a table by the window in a waterfront seafood restaurant. There are city lights across an expanse of water, and a deck overlooking the water right outside. My mom looked around and said, “This is just like eating in the restaurant of the cruise ship.”

Mercury Retrograde has its greatest effect when we’re close to water as its effects relate to all that is magnetic, electric. We humans are all floating electrical systems. Past becomes present. Enjoy.
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Sail Away by David Gray just came on in the restaurant. Now entering a magnetic zone.
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When I was young, I was known for never hunting near my home. You don’t piss in your own pool, I would say. I came to Seattle, a fertile land conducive to my magnetism, to prove that I have every capability to hunt–for lust, for love, for sport. But as I said last year, I only want what’s mine. Here, I’ve proven my willpower. This still stands. But when I go back to California…the rules will change.
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Power is when your breasts look bomb in the candlelight but you have the man staring into your eyes for hours while you taste the depths of his soul.
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Those who chase the apple of knowledge will get what they want, but in exchange they often also get bit by the serpent. It’s not about responsibility as much as luck. Few emerge unscathed.
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