Dear Mallory,
I haven’t felt comfortable replying until today. I needed a
day to process your questions and deal with our private struggles as well as
our public/blogging struggles. Frankly, I’m a bit sad for you today. I’m also a
bit sad for myself today. We’re both in the midst of good-byes and dwelling on
the future and transitions. One of my co-workers approached me today and, with
tears in her eyes, expressed to me how deeply she felt my good-bye. It was
unexpected and while I’m great with emotions in the written form, I was
speechless and so touched and very
conscious of eavesdropping co-workers.
If I were given one reckless hour, though, I would do the
one reckless thing that I’m very good
at: I would get a tattoo. Are you surprised? There is one tattoo that I have
been imagining for about a year now that I’m desperate for. Earlier today I
dreamed up a second that has taken over my psyche as well. Without giving away
too much, the first tattoo is a tribute to Hurley. I know it sounds crazy, but
I want a crazy, funny, endearing tattoo. Not just something that’s visually appealing. The second is a visually
appealing tattoo that would follow some of the curves of my body. How’s that for leaving you hanging?
What would you do with a reckless hour? Would you do something solo in
that reckless hour or would you like to take Jon along with you?
So many reckless hours were spent on that arm and my side and my wrist and my neck...
If I were given three extra hours each day I would most
definitely use them for sleeping. Or at least, that would be the plan. When
faced with those actual three hours, I would probably get sidetracked and do
something mundane. More reading. More visiting with friends. More Skype dates.
More laundry folded. More time in the garden. Maybe I’d learn the art of mixing
my own hair dye and start dying my own hair. Maybe I would sign Chuck up for an
agility course [she would rock that so hard]. Maybe Aaron and I would actually
get around to encouraging each other to work out [I’m so stubborn].
All the dreaming we’ve been doing lately has been good for
my soul. It’s a reminder that I don’t have to be so serious or so organized or
settle down or stop dreaming. It’s a
reminder to stop being scared of life. What would you like to continue dreaming
about? I have a question for you: If you could go back in time to a moment in your life, where would you go? Would you change it or just relive it? Let's say you had the chance to go back in time twice, would you relive something and change something?
I’m so glad we’re friends.
Amy
Amy
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