Thursday, January 12, 2006

It makes my stomach tense to look around this room and see four of us at any given time on computers, on the phone, or waiting for either. How vital communication has become, how completely essential. It is as if we check and call to make sure New Jersey is still there or maybe to remind us that we are really here. The emails, the voices on the other end provide such a warm blanket. Malika is on the phone right now and even though she and her husband are fighting, it's obvious that talking to him is all that matters right now.
It makes my stomach knot because I see how intense our needs are. I've never really thought about it before. Every time anyone talks about someone from back home.. a best friend, partner, or parent, I think it's with a new found appreciation.

1 Comments:

Blogger demetrius said...

that hour today on the phone with you was filled with life energy. i mean, that sounds wierd but it was. it was everything i needed.

the space and the newness of india will become comfortable and the blanket will grow cumbersome thus it will be shed.

you will find that blanket, a way to satisfy those needs in india, and jersey will still be here. i will still be here/there/everywhere for you with you and looking forward to us being together again.

mmmmmmmmmmmm.
you make me happy.

9:44 PM  

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