Usually when I’m talking or writing to someone for the first time I start by saying, “You can’t imagine what it’s like. . .” to feel so miserable and lifeless like I did after my parents’ divorce. Or you can’t imagine how strange it was months later to see flowers waving and saying hello as I walked through my garden. Or you can’t imagine how amazing it is to hear sparkles and feel tingles when I play music.
A few weeks ago when I met Berni at my new school (Boulder Arts & Technology School) we became instant best friends. And I told her, “you can’t imagine the incredible things that’s been happening to me this past summer.” She smirked (she has the cutest most irritating smirk) and said, “I can imagine all kinds of things. Give me a chance.”
So I did- and now we’re partners. She pretends she’s shy, like she wants me to do all the writing and music. But she’s the one putting everything together. And she’s totally in my face, putting me on the spot. Pressing my buttons and stuff, but doing it in a way that makes me so happy to be her best friend. She’s amazing.
So is anyone actually reading or listening to our craziness? We’re just now putting up a link,
Ask Alice! So if you want to reach out and let us know what’s going on, or if you have questions about anything, jot in down and send it off, and (though we’re both super busy!) I’ll try to answer. Kisses!