my head's in some kind of space where boyhood used to be...

too much time to think as of late has left me missing things from better times...so here is another random list that means nothing to anyone but me...i miss...

wrapping my arms around the waist of the one washing dishes...

being wrapped around while washing the dishes...

youthful arrogance...sometimes confused with piss and vinegar...

getting in the way of sketching on the hills between allen hall and par...

watching the stairs from the sidewalk in the wee hours of the morning...

the guys at 503 stoughton, and the drunken hilarity that inevitably followed us everywhere...

knocks on the basement window late at night, and the subsequent viewing of classics like "the refridgerator" (i am juan...the plumber)...

lunch at that small vegetarian restaurant on the far side of the quad in the basement behind the old church...

espresso royale...scones, studying, and getting caught there...

having an unhealthily low body-fat percentage...

the definitive goggle line in the freckles by february...

the horse bench and confessing love from it...

intense competition over mariokart...

the sight of the gym from the top of the stairs...

the stars as viewed from the fields late at night in champaign...

poop in a bag...appropriately sealed, labeled, dated and boxed...

schlotsky's...

faith in american ideals and the system resting on their foundation...

faith in myself...

an ability to hold off a reaction until the initial emotional response fades...

the chronicles of narnia in front of the christmas fire...

"yes let's laugh" and "the both of you"...

believing i was generally an upbeat, happy person...

public transportation...loud, late and smelling like urine...

street musicians...

the view of the skyline illuminating the night sky from the benches at navy pier on cold winter nights...

the arch peaking up over the trees...and knowing that a reunion was only an hour away...

the guy that always showed up to play piano at the union while she studied and i watched her...

can't we laugh and joke around...remember cuddles in the kitchen?