{and another from miami: warm weather dreaming in this arctic spring}
a view from where i stand, every week, every month, this year.
"but it became clear very quickly that i'd underestimated how much i liked him. not him, perhaps, but the fact that i had someone on the other end of an invisible line. someone to update and get updates from, to inform of a comic discovery, to imagine while dancing in a lonely basement, and to return to, finally, when the music stopped. [his] death was the clearest and most horrifying example of my terrific obsession with the unattainable."
- marina keegan's the opposite of loneliness (a current obsession)
