I talked to both of the dearest yesterday and I had to sit a moment in the car before I went into the grocery.  God started a good thing in high school by giving me good souls to face life with and the distance is killing me lately.  I wish I could collect all my people and plant them right here on my street.  I am wildly selfish.  Yesterday I took a moment in the car to uncross my arms, loosen my eyebrows.  Because there are telephones.  There are airplanes and there are loads and loads of memories.