chapter 19 summary

went home yesterday. sat and read a slightly embarrassing fantasty book (no, not twilight; whoever suggested that had better walk away from the computer right now and go sit in a corner for 10 minutes and think about what you said) on a familiar-feeling chair. got up and drove to a very best friend's house. walked through the glass door and was mauled by a 5-year-old. sat on the carpet with his family and friends. shouted my guess: jamaica. watched him tear open a very important envelope and read its first two sentences aloud. got up and gave hugs to the very best friend and the 5-year-old and drove to another very best friend's house. walked through the door and shook hands with his not-as-tall-but-still-quite-tall dad. walked over to a laminated map on the table and put down my two guesses: buenos aires and siberia. nervously swallowed a root beer float with some other very best friends as he also tore open a very important envelope and read its first two sentences aloud. reconnected with some not-as-distant-as-i-thought friends. walked home with another very best friend. drove to a very good friend's house and talked about most things choral and many things juvenile. went back home and microwaved burnt chicken. was picked up by another very best friend. drove with other very good friends back to p.o.r. went to sleep feeling very emotionally spent and dreamed of places unfamiliar.

lost at sea -- eisley

high speed -- coldplay

turn to stone -- ELO