We went to the mall today. When we were in Goodwill I kept remembering the last time I was in there, and Sean and I kept finding all these epically, hilariously awful articles of clothing, and Andrea kept trying strange things on, and we were all laughing like maniacs. And when I dropped into Waldenbooks and passed the knife booth, I remembered Sean and I peering at all the knives and waaaaanting. In Waldenbooks, the profusion of the new Harry Potter book made me think of Jenny and Becca and Hannah and Ruth Ann (and vacuum cleaners and the closet and fat teeth, which also made me think of Kyra). And when I bought Mae's The Everglow at Wal-Mart, I couldn't stop thinking about Kyra.

I miss people all the time. Every day.

I guess it's become sort of natural to miss people, so that it doesn't hurt so much most of the time, but every once in a while suddenly it crops up again--when I see something that I want to share, or something that I know they love, when I find out that someone's having a hard time, when I need a shoulder to cry on, or when it's raining outside and I'm lonely and have nothing to do but think about my wretched life and stare out the window and miss. It's getting to the point where I can't even turn the corner anymore without bumping into something that reminds me of someone or of more than one someone, and then I want to tell them or show them, but it wouldn't make sense unless they were there.

And the Meholicks are in Toronto, so we don't get to see them until next week, and I haven't seen them in a month, and I miss them loads and loads. I want to know if they've seen Charlie and the Chocolate Factory or what they think of it even if they haven't seen it yet. I want to hear all those Pirates of the Caribbean spoilers that Sarah found. I want to squee over The Chronicles of Narnia and see if they've got anymore Rosemary Sutcliff books and recommend Inkheart and tell Sarah that Shadow Over Kiriath comes out in November and tell Mrs. Meholick and Sarah about all the beautiful costumes I found patterns for in the Simplicity catalogue at the fabric store and plan my costume for Narnia and just generally be with people that I love. In the flesh.

And I need to go to the library desperately. And I think I lost the point of this entry a very long time ago. I'm just rambling on and on now.

oh, when the day is blue
I'll sit here wondering about you...
come back to me my,
my darling