the dynamic of our relationship is strange. i haven’t been able to put a finger on it these past couple of years. it seems when i’m on board, you’ve jumped ship, and when i’ve jumped ship, you’re alone on board. our interactions are so sporadic. still, yesterday i posted i was in raleigh with my brother. you told me to pull-up on you, which is the type of energy i need in my life from you at the moment. i ended up napping, but today i had time to visit you at work. i brought you a thin-ass skrawberry milkshake and we caught up for a few minutes. you said your sister totaled her car, and that you still wanted to move-out by your birthday this year, which ironically is my parent’s anniversary. something about our exchanges felt blocked, maybe it was because you were at work, but i don’t know, i could be wrong. we’ve known each other for 10 years plus at this point, and it feels like we’ve grown up together. i love how i can mention things to you from back home, and you just get it because we’re from the same place. you always used to joke you’d have my first kid. you remind me of home. you remind me hshs. you remind me of sneaking out the house when the rents are asleep.
i’ve been so forgetful lately that a reminder from you would be nice.
-ratha, 4:11pm, 1.4.19