Part Three: California
Of all the days I wish I could tell you about, it’d be today. I’d tell you about my lunch with Blake. It was like a dream—meeting the guy who started Toms Shoes. You’d love the story because you know how much it means to me—or at least that’s what I’d like to believe. Of course you love Toms too so that would be part of it. I imagine you’d listen to my excitements and frustrations and crazy ideas. Like how I want to drop out of school and to travel the country putting on painting parties or move to California to become an intern. You of course would probably challenge me with that line like you always do, ya know, “do it, you won’t.” But we both know that was mine to begin with and it stopped working on me ages ago. And when I had finished and all my thoughts were painted before you, you’d bring me back down to earth just like you always do.
Yes, one of the most important days of my life, and you weren’t there.
