yesterday was the two year anniversary of the day i arrived home from india. and i totally forgot.
i'd been meaning to pay attention, to note the formal end of the narrative arc from the past two years, though its actual end was sometime before and soaked into me with no clear documentable pattern, like water into the ground days after rain. instead of noticing, i slept for 12 hours, and woke up next to jarett, who has been here so long and so completely that i can't remember when he wasn't here. i went into the office and did some drupal at my new gig which is so good. i came home, we went to north beach, and we walked up to coit tower, which i'd never done before which seems CRAZY but is true. you can see both bridges from up there. i had no idea.
