Do you remember that early January afternoon?
I took off work, and you met me downtown. It was cold. Bitterly cold. I had on heeled boots, and we walked for a while.
Do you remember too many long islands, and a private session with Cage the Elephant? It was at the Ames Hotel, and the lobby was way too nice for us to be there. Do you remember the happy hour at McCormick and Schmick’s where Julia and Eli met us later? We had the cheapest meal the city has ever had, we drank beers, and reassured each other “we’ll be okay.”
I don’t think you knew then how much I needed to hear that and how much I needed that afternoon with you. We got drunk at the bar you used to work at. We sent Julia and Eli home, and we took the red line to your apartment. I fell asleep on your couch watching “Easy A.” and you offered to drive me all the way home.
Thank you. Thank you for being such an unwavering friend for so many years. Even after my best friend broke your heart, you hung around through it all to keep the Ace Gang together. I don’t know how you did it, I don’t think I could have. Thank you for always taking care of me, whether you meant to or not, and thank you for sharing so many memories with me.
I’m sitting here, over 3000 miles away from you, from our friends, from that afternoon in January, and Cage the Elephant just popped up on my playlist. I can’t not think of you when I hear them. It almost broke me down, being so far away from the comfort that exists back east. So far away from knowing a phone call and a short drive could bring me back to the safety of your couch, or a bitterly cold afternoon of booze and music.
Stupid song reduced me to tears.
You can drive all night
Looking for the answers in the pouring rain
You wanna find peace of mind
Looking for the answer