2004-03-17-11:46 p.m.

This goes out to a friend.

One more day, that's all we needed. One more day to make things better. Sometimes when all hope is gone, that one more day reminds us that life is too short already, that one more day is one more day we have to cherish.

It's that one more day that can change our minds, that can calm our strife. I wish we had that one more day, you and me. Maybe it wouldn't have helped, but that one more day, just that one, just to try.

Maybe I should've called, maybe I should've known. Maybe it's just what it is, I don't know. So many questions, so little answers. So many wishes, if they were fishes, the ocean we'd own.

I think back to times I was blessed to be in your company. I think back on everything you taught me. I appreciate you more than you know. A lot of people do. Things we shared, times that were short but memorable. All are good memories, but now...that's all they are. The mountain routes were the best, that's where I learned the most. You were one of the best teachers I ever had. I remembered being amazed at your knowledge, wishing I knew half as much as you, heh. I'll never see another bird (one I still can't name) take a fish from a pond, full flight, clutching it in it's talons. I'll never remember how the rocks were formed, the geology. But I'll always remember you pointing out that bird, teaching me geology. Now even more.

Everyday now I wake up to that one more day you don't. I wish you could see it, I wish you could understand, they're all beautiful days, even the rainy ones.

d.