he’s with a pretty blonde now — cool!

These boys made me feel like a ghost. Like they couldn’t, or didn’t want, to see me at all; like they’d rather hold my okay body and kiss my alright mouth with their eyes closed so they could imagine I was the girl with big boobs, the girl with the great hair and make-up, the better, beautiful girl from last summer.

maybe I should stay like this.

He shook his head no. “The only scary thing was when my instructor asked me to intentionally spin the plane out. I had to do this because he needed to see that I’d know how to correct it.” I loved this. I will always remember this about him. 

I really think…

I replied that I’d be flying into Phoenix this March and then road-tripping through western CO.

“Can I meet you in Phoenix?” he asked.