It’s time to tuck a few notes into the Internet time capsule.
The abstract ones and the notes scribbled on legal paper with phrases like “we are all the sum of our contradictions” and “it’s hard to pull off anything, take as long as you need.” Cheesy book quotes, like: “It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.” Or essays that start with, “It’s a long story…”
Because it is a long story, so save the Playbills and the concert tickets and remember the funny phrases and the pizza and the good weather and the love (and shame) and love. Always, always, always love. And balloons.
21, thanks for the drinks.
Thanks for the goodbyes and hellos.
Thanks for feeling like a million Alanis Morissette songs.
Thanks for Big Bear and the beach.
Thanks for graduation and the discovery of deer.
Thanks for The OC game and Joan Didion.
Thanks for good lighting and simple songs.
Thanks for Pet Sounds and Born to Run.
Thanks for the uke and Dream a Little Dream.
Thanks for cute faced kittens and dogs with a sense of humor.
Thanks for belly laughs.
Thanks for family and long days in pajamas.
Thanks for “Shall we dance?”
Thanks for Beyonce.
And thanks for Harry Potter. Because that had to happen.
22, I want even more karaoke.
And finger picking ukulele songs
More songs of myself and long walks and Xs and Os.
And maybe a little Mahler spilling through those songs.
22, there’s something about you that I really like already.
I wanted to thank the mockingbird for the vigor of his song.
Everyday he sang from the rim of the field,
While I picked blueberries or just idled in the sun.
Every day he came fluttering by to show me,
and why not, the white blossoms of his wings.
So one day I went there with a machine,
And played some songs of Mahler.
The mocking bird stopped singing,
he came close and seemed to listen.
Now when I go down to the field,
a little Mahler spills through the sputters of his song.
How happy I am, lounging in the light,
listening as the music floats by!
And I give thanks also for my mind,
that thought of giving the gift.
And mostly I’m grateful that I take this world so seriously.