Posted by 水仙 on Aug 20, 2022
2013 december 7, saturday
“it’s so cold,”
“the cold comes from the water,” he told me
…
“i wish i could go on adventures again.
like in high school. or, even in college…”
“so why don’t you?”
“i don’t know. i’m so uptight now. no, it’s not that…
the last time i wanted to go on an adventure…
well, people have work in the morning…
i guess i just feel too
“grown-up”
now”
…
…
at the end of the night, we finally hugged and underneath a scarf and a hat and two jackets, underneath it all, i was wearing your jersey. i thought tonight of how he was the only close friend on stolen Dxʷdəwʔabš Lands i had that hadn’t been romantically interested in me, which makes our friendship, though obviously imperfect, the “purest” that i had. unsullied. uncomplicated.
i thought of a lot of things tonight, but mainly i just sat in that passenger’s seat, listening. as space lions floated through the sky and cavaliers pierced my skin. staring at the city, my city, and the water that brings this wounding cold. watching the lights flicker and waiting for the ships to move.
to come home.
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