On a hill somewhere on the border..
((2003-11-07 - 1:54 a.m.))
It's quarter to two and I just got off the phone with Jason. Whilst I am now sitting in London with the fog closing in on me and the neighbourhood I can picture Jason lying on top of a hill on the Scottish border with cows close to him, the stars and moon above him and a book of poetry. It's so surreal to think that two friends are in totally different places and situations, yet get on so well.Whilst talking to Jason I realised what a good friend I have there, he doesn't get too disturbed by my insanity and random stupidity and he just accepts my perverse nature. Imagining him on that hill I could hear him read this poem out to me and it was a really good poem. Whilst listening to his voice just flow and the words being totally connected it really struck me how we've gradually become closer as the months have passed, and this is a damn good thing, for both of us I suspect.. and hope.
Heh. He just phoned back actually to say thank you, and I know why he did it, I understand, I feel like I should thank anyone who stops to listen to me or even acknowledge my presence, but he truly doesn't need to do that.
Imagine being able to spend a day in the life of anyone .. you can choose to be someone else for one day. I think it would be interesting and quite quirky if that could happen. Hm.
Hehe, while talking to Jason 'Dare To Believe' came on tv and for about ten minutes or something there was just silence as me and him both listened (and I watched) the programme. It's great. And both of us still laugh at it, and laugh at the same thing.
I've just suddenly become quite introspective and silent. I can hear the new Red Hot Chili Peppers song playing and me typing (oh now it's Radiohead - 2 + 2 = 5) but that's it. Being enveloped silence, it's what will end everything for me. I feel the tears pressing against my eyeballs and if I cried I don't know why I would be. It would be one of those random moments where tears say everything yet confuse the shit out of you.
Need I say how excited I am to be meeting Jason on November 26th?! It will truly rock. *thumbs up* Haha I asked him tonight if he was excited about going to see Radiohead and he replied that he was but he was trying to hold back the excitement otherwise he became a quivering wreck. Haha. I thought 'bless'. Haha. *sigh* I'm not ashamed of that.. *cough*
Tomorrow I'm going to see the new Matrix film with a group o' folks. It should be good, if I get to watch the film. I know lots of people I'm going with will try to talk .. so yeah that'll be interesting and different. I wonder if, like last time, after the film we'll wander around London again. Hm. And then decide to go somewhere but end up not because the first plan was illogical for many of us. Yeah, we rock because we're indecisive.
I feel quite blown away by the fact that I just spoke to Jason for so long.. I don't know why.. I mean I've spoken to him three times in total now and every single conversation has left me it happy. It's great. That's what I think friendship be like, you're left with an afterglow. Yes I had to use a word with sexual meaning. Yes I realise it was kinda out of place. Yes I am proud.
So I'm going to bed now, I'm tired in the least so I don't know what I do, but I'm going to imagine Jason trying to climb over barbed wire whilst holding his phone and then saying "I don't think I'm going to be able to have kids" to me.
Some things just make you smile.
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