November 22, 2003
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Someplace Else
Nick just called me from the airport, waiting for his flight. We went to Maine on the spur of the moment last week, and talked the whole way up and back. It was marvelous to escape from everything all of a sudden, and to be so far away from the ordinary things I know. ..just to be different for a little while. I had a revelation when we were standing on the deserted beach at dusk, looking at the empty pier and the hollow windows of the boathouses. It was a little awkward, remembering what it was like to want him, missing him slightly, and learning to be friends. We’re different now, but still recalling things about it being springtime the last time we passed through that place, and all the secrets and jokes we told each other a long time ago. I think I still love him, but in a fuller, more rounded way. It feels alright now, to be close like this and not have to worry when we say goodbye.
