Seattle Trip, Part III (and this is the last part, I swear)

Five minutes until midnight.  Crunching on Ricola cough drops like they’re candy because of a cold that’s forcing me to breathe from my mouth.  It’s fine, though…I wouldn’t be doing this if it weren’t vacation.

Alright, it’s time to talk about Special K for a moment.  I’m pretty sure I’ve already done that somewhere on this blog, but consider this post more definitive since we know each other better now.  I’ve learned that although I haven’t known her for very long, she speaks with much candor…candor that I am just beginning to achieve.  Because of this, more information is communicated between us faster and so we’ve gotten to know each other fairly well.  It’s very logical.  She has supreme confidence and independence.  I mean, she’d have to in order to even enter, much less win, a beauty pageant.  And she takes on more responsibilities and is more of an adult than I was at her age (than I am now??), which is admirable.  But there are periods of shame and uncertainty interspersed and I can’t understand why because she seems so perfect; so poised to grab life and to manipulate it however she wants.  Why would she even THINK about settling for less than perfect?  Why isn’t she going out and tweezing the world between her thumb and index finger and subjecting it to her whim?  But, then again, why aren’t I doing that or anyone else (notice my clever and self-deprecating play on words?)?  I just want her to have the personal happiness to go along with the success she presently has and is destined to achieve.

But maybe all of that is code for the fact that I’m sprung and I want her to be happy and I want to be near her and I want her, period.  Hmm…maybe I should have said that to her instead!  I should encourage her to surf the web more.  It’s cool, though.  There’s too much depth to the woman to shatter a friendship; in fact, I think her grace and vulnerability and her letting me use her car kick-started the friendship.  I think it will continue rolling for some time.