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If you could look like anything...anything at all....what would you look like? I'd be the wind. ...........It's easy to be someone's friend when all you need is someone to console you. It's much harder to be there for them when they're happy all the time. .............Even when I say nothing, it's a beautiful use of negative space.


























Blind Eyes Closed
 
Sunday, May 12, 2002
 
And can I remind everyone listening how amazing Caleb is? Story:

Last night Mary threw a surprise birthday party for Erik. I was the distraction. I took him out around 2 and we got a biiiig lunch at Dixie, which I miss (Grant needs to be in town more), then we picked up Mike and Caleb and goofed off until we were supposed to be at Erik's at 6:30. We were 15 minutes late and Mary ended up calling Erik's phone from his house wondering where he was. During the evening, people kept asking me inquiries about the party, like Mike asking 12 million times if there will be cake. I told him planning everything was Mary's department, but it felt good to be reminded that I'm still an assumed important role in Erik's life (sorry if that's phrased badly). Anyway, since cake wasn't a part of the evening, everyone left around 9:30 to go to Baker's square for pie. Caleb and I went to my house to spend quality time together.

stop laughing, I'm serious.

We spent about three hours sitting on my couch in back with me holding him while he took naps, waking up frequently to kiss me. It was everything I could have ever asked from him. At one point in the evening, he turned to me and said:
Caleb: "I think eyes are amazing. Like how they're an organ used for vision, and yet they show everything in terms of emotion."
Nora: "What do you see in my eyes?"
Caleb: "That's a really hard question."
Nora: "Tough, answer it anyway." (I'm evil, haha...I guess I'll apologize tomorrow)
Caleb: "Well, I see that you know your goals. Everything you want in life you know and you're going to get it. You're probably the most confident person I've met." (we'll see...)
Nora: "Well, I got you..."
Caleb: "Was it that hard...?"

and then we both almost fell asleep and I took him home. *dances*



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