Are you through yet?

Hey there, Little Wing, That's a line from Steve Martin's "Wild and Crazy Guy" album, which you had on 8-track, YES, 8-TRACK in high school. I believe it a reference to sex, but at this moment I'm too lazy to get up, find the CD, and play it to find out. It's relevant here because, well, I'm wondering if you are through... It's the first official day of Thanksgiving Break and you have a full week to do what you wish. Will you spend the moments pining away over Jeff? For god's sake, I hope you did not do that! Kristie, he's in a fog, and even if he did give you a call and say ANYTHING, would you be able to believe it? Please, if you did go through the fall break with him on your mind, at least do NOT go through winter break with thoughts of what might have been filling your days. You are smarter than that. "What might have been" with another man is happening at the very moment you are thinking "what might have been" with Jeff. Which is more enticing? By the time you get this, Jeff will have gotten the message you sent him. If something were to have happened, it would have happened. Girl, go out and live it up! Move on. I understand-- there is no AROUND, only THROUGH, and no doubt you have learned from the experience. You always do. It's not bad to be analytical. By now you've seen the light-- Jeff was, it seems, another Lost Boy, and you don't have to be anybody's Wendy or Tinkerbell. You are you, fabulous, ethereal you. Think about what that girl Robin said to you when you and Shelley went out after the wine-tasting... that she wants to be like you when you get older... ha! She was cute, huh? You were both drunk. BUT you'll notice that the heads turned because you were out loving life, not in sulking and/or plotting like the UnaLoveBomber. I hope you didn't pay too dearly for that evening... at this writing you are still feeling a little icky. Run the humidifier. Take care of yourself. Did you do the poetry jam with Scott? i hope you did. I can see you shining. Maybe Scott saw it, too. He gets bonus points for hanging around through this. Did you listen to Joe-earring and deal with your pain? I hope you did... it's worse than VPL. i don't know how, but you need to nurse it and put it to bed, my love. Life is too short. It's time to give Jeff a new name, to be able to relate the story as need be without using his name. From this day forward he shall be known as "the gingerbread man," because even though you'll run as fast as you can, you can't catch him-- he's the gingerbread man! (Too bad he gets eaten by the untrustworthy fox at the end of the story. Poor Jeff. That will never happen to him, though-- he doesn't trust.) So, whatever happened (note the past tense) with Jeff, there is still time to end 2006 with a bang and bring in 2007 like a lion. You deserve it. Just look up and see the stars... they shine for you. I hope you took time to celebrate your 41st birthday in style. I hope you didn't wait for your sister or anyone else to celebrate for you. At this writing you don't have plans for Thanksgiving, and that's okay. Why not just hang out at home and be thankful? You have so much left in life to enjoy, and so many stars to wish on. This is the year of dreams coming true, with or without the Gingerbread Man. Okay, well, I'm going to change the humidifier filter and go back to bed for a few hours, and when I wake up, I'll feel productive and refreshed, just like those days during hypnosis in Hawaii... remember that? What a life you have led... save it for someone who appreciates you... if no one else, that's you, Little Wing. And that is okay. Fly on, the cinnamon girl PS: Holy crap-- now you have to send things a whole YEAR in advance? No way! It used to be one month. I don't like that feature. Damn. Well, if you don't get this until 2007, I REALLY hope you're through! I'd stay and be more profound, but my head is a magnet and the pillow is steel. Don't cry, Little Wing, 42 won't be so bad.