"I'll Build A House Inside You, I'll Go In Through The Mouth" - Wolf Parade
A little over five years ago I ran away from Los Angeles for the weekend and went to San Francisco by myself. It was a spur of the moment decision, I needed to get away and clear my head. I left about two hours after I decided to go, and called all the necessary people on the road.
I didn't know anyone in San Francisco; I hadn't been there since I was 16, and never by myself. Everything about my trip, from the long drive there, finding a cute motel and staying alone for the first time in my life, and wandering around the city, was thrilling.
One of the things from that trip that stuck in my head was a couple I saw while I was driving along the 5 freeway, headed to San Francisco. They were in a little beat-up car, with what looked like all their belongings jammed in the back seat...from all appearances it looked like they were moving.
As I passed them, I noticed they were kissing; he was driving, with one eye on the road, while she leaned over and gave him a passionate, intimate kiss. I know this is silly and romantic of me, but I still think about them once in a while, and I hope that they're still together and happy. A couple months later I met C...a couple years after that we moved to San Francisco.
I picked up a rented minivan today. I'm going to pack all my earthly possessions in it tonight, and tomorrow I'm going to leave behind a five year relationship with the most intelligent, interesting person I know.
Originally posted April 11th, 2007