too rough like slamming all her doors and not being patient with her. according to friend, there’s a minute i’m supposed to give her before turning her on where all her computers boot up. i keep forgetting to wait and maybe this makes sally grind her gears a little but i think she still likes me. every time before i shut my door, friend reminds me, “don’t slam. sally likes gentle.” this is the motto of our trip more than anything. i love this friend because i know that when we are together we are glowing and the world is a little less dark.
we are driving down a mountain after 