Re: postcard: castor & pollux.
[The return is a page of the coloring book, filled in with a rather steady hand. Not even a bit of a smudge outside the lines. The handwriting is steady.]
Pollux,
I'm glad you liked the card. I thought you would and that was the whole point. Groundhog Day? It was movie first I think, but it's about a guy who gets stuck repeating one day of his life for something like fifty years or something. The guy in it starts out as a schmuck and a grinch, but gets his shit sort of together. There's a lot of points in the story I always thought were crap, but I knew someone who really liked it so I got us tickets. We never did end up going. Sadly that was last year, otherwise I'd say we'd combine it with your road trip and go. I have no idea how long those things are good for.
That being single was probably for the best, that I'm sharp and with jagged edges. That's what I crossed out, but I did it because I don't actually think it. It's just one of those moments of loud, self-loathing. I suppose it's possible if you don't want to love someone or be loved by them, but that's not the impression I'm getting? I think people are like wine P, there's one out there everyone likes, you just have to swallow down a lot of things you can't stand the taste of until you find it.
Do I know anyone personally? I used to and I'd like to think they still are and I've seen plenty enough people who I know were. Kind of hard to say right now, but we're in that "starting over" part of life right now. Meeting new people, going new places, trying to rebuild my life, so I don't really have the affirmative answer I wish I did for you.
If it helps, I'm most pleased by people being themselves. And am I? I can be, sure. I like helping people, but I think if you really want to please someone, you've got to be genuine about it. As for who listens to me? I think you're the end of that short list at the moment my friend, that or this drink I'm having, but I tell you that's nowhere as good at correspondence.
I try not to do that to people. We've all got lives, we've all got experiences. Good and bad, those things change who we are and I've seen lives shattered and rebuilt in an instant. I've seen heartbreak and sorrow turn to joy faster than we can blink and I've seen bliss turn to tragedy in the span of a last breath. There's no way of knowing who else has seen things like that, or what they've been through that might have turned them into who they are.
Does this place do a lot of anonymous things like that? Sounds interesting.
You know Pollux, the rind is the best part if you're cooking right? It's where all that delicious orange flavor comes from that makes the insides just right.
Guess that means I have to get a dog huh? Do you like Dogs Pollux? An I think an almost happy ending is still better than a miserable one?
Life's not safe my friend, if there's one thing I've learned it's that. If there's one thing I've learned from that? It's that you've got to really live up to the *other* part of Carpe Diem.
"Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero." Everyone knows the first part, but the last part? It basically says put as little trust as possible in the fact that there even is a tomorrow because there might not be. Maybe it seems like a strange thing to say after talking about hope and all like I have been with you, but there we are. Tomorrow's not a guarantee, so sometimes I think maybe it's best to be a little unsafe in the name of trying to have a good time?
Stretching on like taffy, Castor
P.S. I think it's all about not counting them until all the tallies are in. P.P.S. Thank you. I'm glad to know they're going to a good use. P.P.P.S. I wrote you this card while having a very strong drink. Best part of my day.