So that was that. I knew I wanted to be with him and he with me. There was just the problem of where we were going to live and when. Shortly after the four days with B at his cottage, I flew to Crestone, Colorado to live at a hermitage for two weeks!
here. That is a whole other post that I may talk about one day, but for the sake of our tale, I will truncate. Every day I would ride the donation bike from the my little cabin in the desert beside the Carmelite Monastery, to the town of Crestone, to use the one pay phone in existence there to call B and say hi. I missed him. Even though we hadn't been together in the same place for longer than four days, I missed him. So we'd chat, I'd get groceries, ride back to my private spot in the desert and think. Alot. We would have music dates, where we would pick an album, and a time and both listen to it in our respective comfortable seats. Miles apart, but together in spirit. Our favourites were
Viva la Vida (coldplay) and
Agaetis Byrjun (Sigur Ros)...I knew we had to decide what was what. I was terrified, but I was hopeful.
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There once was a girl,whom I met by chance. The second we began to speak to one another,my soul was elated.A hunger I was unaware of had suddenly subsided. We, at the end of one of our conversations,embraced. It was an electric fit. We were as light as air,like one, in each others arms.I thought to myself,this! This is what it is. We lost contact for some time,but then one day she appeared again. We began communicating through music. In the beginning,we would each share some of our favorites. Until the album,"Bitches Brew" by Miles Davis,which she had never listened to before. This album entranced her and brought her closer to me, to my realm. I felt as excited as a school girl again,in wait. Finally a response "I've been loving you" by Etta James. For the first time in my life, I felt a direct hit,a burst of love surging through and beaming out of my chest. Just like cupid.Just like that. And then she was gone.
thank you for that!
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