james dean

tonight i did something rare and very special.

i rode around in my friend's car with my feet hanging out the window.

it was dark, and we had the music on so loud. matthew was driving, and katie and i were putting our heads out the windows and catching the wind with our faces and our hair and our hands.

the humidity made it feel like we'd gone swimming. swimming all around the highways at night, passing people and laughing and singing. our faces warm from wind burn and happiness. and every cop we passed made us feel dangerous and free. like they couldn't catch us even if they wanted to.

and as we got farther and farther from all the lights and sounds, feet sprawled out on the dashboard, the stars exploded around us in time with radiohead...you are all i need. and we sighed deeply, in unison.

those small things are the things that i will miss most and treasure so closely when i'm away. i'll have new sorts of romance and drama. stories involving crazy trufi rides, birthday parties with pinatas, new babies being born into our family, and misspeaking spanish hilariously (i've got juice in my shorts!!!) ...

but there is no substitute for perfect comfort and contentment with the families we've made for ourselves.

hang your feet out the window. you'll understand, i know it.