i didn’t mean to sound self righteous about saying thank you. i have my share of wedding thank yous in the file drawer here to my left. (sorry, tali! i love the electric griddle!)

mostly i’m sort of stunned and just sad that some people don’t bother to say thank you at all.

i’m one of those people that takes her time making friends. always have. and when i make a few i cling to them. i care about them. i want to know what they’re doing and thinking and i want to share their life. (so, that sounds sort of freaky. sorry friends, i’m not stalking you, i promise.) i guess bemoaning the end of thank you notes is just another way for my subconscious to say, “friends. i miss you.”

and so, i’ll say it again. friends. i miss you. all of you. and i wish i could carry you in my pocket. [but since none of you are the teeny little super guy, i can't.]