On purposeMarch 20, 2010
Whatever he said, it sounded great at the time.
“Did you steal that from someone?” I asked. “Because if not, I’m going to steal it from you.”
“It’s all mine,” he said. “I thought you might like it.”
And though I did, at the time, very much, I didn’t take good enough notes. My brain relegated the phrase, the feeling, the sense of having stumbled on something so utterly good to inaccessible memory. Sometimes stories get lost along the way. Sometimes, we lose them on purpose.