Someone sway me
Keith @ work
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I have this feeling I’m keeping certain people alive only in my memory.
Forgive others, always forgive others-but never yourself
The X song stopped halfway through and the radio announcer cut in.
“I regret to inform you that we’ve just received word that Elliott Smith has died. Suicide. According to the reports, the singer/songwriter was found dead in his L.A. home, apparently having stabbed himself in the heart.”
I looked out over the racks of shoes, the foreground blurred, past the two customers—a waitress who worked at the Italian restaurant down the Coast Highway perused the Danskos and an obese man who had come in with a walker and sat on the bench was getting fitted for Soft Birkenstocks, the sandals his doctor had recommended for his diabetic feet—through the glass windows of the front door in the middle ground, to the thin strips of Pacific Ocean between the buildings in the far ground. I needed the horizon to settle me but there wasn’t enough to look at. I mumbled “going out for a minute” and walked through the door.
I’m never going to know you now, but I’m going to love you somehow.