Of course
Sep 15th, 2008 by champagnewednesday
I used to really want to go to Russia, which is the only relation this photohas to my comeback post of 2008. I imagine Mrs. Talossa has been to Russia. I imagine she’s left many hotel beds there full of scone crumbs and coffee spills. I can read all this into one picture because her blog is in a foreign language that looks like this: Kirjavarasto on taas päässyt ehtymään. I like not being able to read her blog. I read her photos instead.
This weekend, I had a funny dream. In the dream, it was the day of the wedding and I was in pure panic. I had forgotten Ash’s name. I couldn’t even remember what he looked like. And I was too afraid to admit it to anyone. My mind raced through ex-boyfriends and past acquaintences. I just couldn’t come up with a name or a face. When I finally did breakdown and admit my amnesia to my sister, she answered: Ashleah, of course.
I can’t even begin to explain the wash of relief that crossed my heart. It would be like hearing your best friend was in a horrific crash - and escaped completely unharmed.
Ashleah. Of course, my heart said.
Ashleah. I can marry him.
I woke up very certain about where I was. Eager to get out of bed.
Phew.