in my dream the car lights came careening out of nowhere and knocked me onto the sidewalk. i remember that you were on the other side of the street, and i think you called my name. i could kind of feel my head bounce off the concrete. and then i was awake in a white room but everything hurt and i was lying on my stomach (which i somehow learned later was because there was a flap of skin hanging off the back of my skull). i could barely open my eyes or breathe because of the pain and i was groggy from those good ole' hospital drugs. I heard you speak from beside the bed, but I could not see you and all i wanted to know is what you were doing there and whether or not you had your guitar. when i found out you had brought it, i was so relieved that i fell asleep immediately.
and then i woke up.
and all day there have been winsome reminders of other breezy weekends. see you in hell...
