curbdrop out of grace

nostalgic moments both thrill and kill

so i got in the mail sometime while i was out of town, a letter from a pal who meant to send along with it, a present in the envelope. unfortunately, the damn present fell out along the voyage to me. and so, i got nothing.

but it was sweet to try.

but it was also like getting wrapping paper that when unwrapped, had nothing else in it. so i got some wrapping paper.

but it was the effort and the thought, and it was something i had wanted a long time ago. and the truth is, i don't really want or need it now. it wasn't the object i wanted back then and it never was. that was never the point.

and it's funny because (well besides drinks and shots) no one else got me anything for my birthday. and i didn't want anything. i didn't ask nor want. what i want cannot be given as a birthday gift. what i want cannot be wrapped in decorated paper. the kind of thing i want starts with the original thought that any gifts are given.

thank you.

posted by fillshe @ 9:29 PM