a letter to a friend

continue reading. the sound of her voice in the background. half hour or so goes by. still smiling to myself. enjoying her conversation. i like the way she talks and how animated she is. her boyfriend calls. can hear her teasing him about something. giving him a hard time. i think, about the possibilty of being pregnant, though she knows she's not. just making him worry.

conversation changes. overhear her say, "my problem is i think too much." "yeah, me too," i whisper. "i just want to move to europe and write a book..."

then it hits me. those words... she was likely half-joking when she said it; but the possibility of her not following thru with her dream, struck me. i scribble down a a note in my journal -

hey amanda,

i thought you might appreciate this. it's along the same lines as moving to europe and writing a book - www.heavyhearts.org. i don't know the exact day, but look about 2 weeks ago in the archives under the heading - a diamond in a pile of shit and the posts that follow. i think it'll make you smile.

later,
jamie