after over a week with jenell inhabiting the same subcontinent (and the same bed) i have finally calmed down enough to express my emotions in a quantifiable way. jenell is arriving in milan as i write and i realize there aren't really many words for sharing a world you love with someone you love. no one from the world of memory has ventured up to this little hill station, these big mountains, this big love. it's about rediscovering everything around you and everything between two people and wiping it off for it to be shiny and new again. eating at little places i never frequent anymore. noticing the light. the shopkeeper. asking questions of the assumed. sore throats from talking so much. sore bellies from laughing so hard.
mussoorie, happy valley (the tibetan community outside of mussoorie), dodital (a mountain lake at 10,000 feet that jenell and i hiked to like the golden, basanti warrior princesses we are), glutton bowl 2007, collision of worlds... love love love. 
3 comments:
i miss you girls! i'm glad nell got to see you and your digs. grorious. i'm also glad that she is keeping the "ah, i'm so happy/excited!" face for some photos. rock on jenell.
i want to hear your voices. very soonish.
much love.
i love both of you guys...but if i were a stranger reading/looking at this blog, i would definitely think you and jenell were lesbians (what with the "same bed" comment and beautiful kissing photo).
is there something you're not telling me?
ike
p.s. what's a missa?
a. i should be so lucky.
b. "mister."
c. stop judging, judger.
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