The pictures that return in dreams

And I have vivid images.
Right now, I'm thinking about the smells of Chris' house. I remember pulling out futons on the roof, atop of broken glass and pine needles. lol, I remember the sound fx tapes, making music videos, defacing the nation's flag and constructing poems to the tunes of Sarah MacLachlan and Natalie Imbruglia. Ms. Darcy had come to kill us in "The Otherside". I miss having my stomach hurt from laughing. oh gawd, the napster irc chats and Greg answering the phone... I memorized the number too well. I remember you talking about Oak Bay... The Missing Piece and that Eric Wilson signature you always said you'd give me, lol. the tea cozy, Rosie, and Linda sewing a new pillow. and the magnetic poetry on the fridge. oh, I didn't forget the fudgie oats.

I can't believe how much time has passed.
I've miss
ed
so much.