Date: 2008-08-28 20:41 Subject: (no subject) Security: Public

I miss Sophie.

Date: 2008-08-26 23:48 Subject: (no subject) Security: Public

Lime Tree

Sometimes Linnea pretended that someone was standing outside her door, working up the nerve to knock. Sometimes she just sat on her second hand couch with her cat, Kamiko, and wished the phone would ring so she'd have someone to talk to about the weather. Sometimes Linnea sat as still as she could for as long as she could, and practiced holding her breath.

Linnea was not the type of girl that could be called sensible, by any definition. She followed her heart. She followed her cat. Whenever she got bored, she'd put Kamiko down on the sidewalk and follow her. She'd met several new friends this way.

This morning, she sat on her fire escape with one such person, Lope. Lope was shaggy haired, endless eyed, and every alternating Thursday, Linnea contemplated being in love with him. But he didn't have a telephone, and Linnea doubted she could love someone who didn't have a telephone.

“Do you think I talk too much?” Linnea asked, wrapping her arms tightly around her knees. “I mean, do you think I actually say anything?”

Lope shrugged. His legs dangled over the escape, like he wanted to escape. “I don't listen to you that much, honestly.” Feeling her eyes widen, he added with a slow smile, “Your voice is like the radio, Lin. I like it because it makes me feel less lonely. The words aren't all that important.”

“I like words.”

“Overrated.”

“So is sex.”

“Most things in this world are.”

Linnea liked that she could have seemingly deep but absolutely meaningless conversations with Lope. She could get as poetic and vague as she liked, and because he was following the lilt of her voice, not the intention, he understood.

♥

Linnea is as open as I'd like to be. I'm living through my characters too much lately. The wrong ones. I could stand to be a little more open, but instead I'm acting like Sadie, who is being a bit of a bitch.

Oh my.

I need to get out of my head.