rocky road*

killing some time before i head out to work for a few hours.
i didn't intend on going today but my auntie called me yesterday to let me know that a shipment of about 30 prints came in. whether or not any are stretched and ready to goo this morning, i don't know. but i'd rather show up there about 10am to find 10 than not go today and tomorrow, there be 30.

or something..

i made mention of talking to an old friend on the f.b00k.
it's gotten to be a daily thing. every morning, txt msgs are exchanged about music usually. and a 'have a great day..' thought.
this morning started out with a msg regarding the daily.grind. it progressed to a mention of my trip to se.asia, which lead to me taking a pic of my buddha.tat, which lead to a phone call from the old friend as they walked to work.
another 'have a great day..' thought.

was it one of those calls to make it more personal than a txt msg, in some sort of effort for something....

hearing the voice - so many memories associated with that somewhat raspy, soft spoken and very articulate voice... so many years ago when i was still so immature... such a warm and comfortable feeling deep inside...

there's going to be a visit in july. my friend will be traveling with their son (that is 8) and we are planning on a ball game together.
there is a little part of me that would really enjoy a nice, quiet dinner together but i don't dare let on about that one.

not yet.

*a very good way to describe things lately.
well, 'rocky road with extra nuts' is more like it.