Thursday, June 25, 2009

Another part of me.

by Ryland Walker Knight

Thanks, Michael, for the joy you left behind. Sorry you had it so rough otherwise. I guess they're right: gaiety is not happiness, nor is joy a measure of simple smiles. It's only been a few days, of course, but this is just another reason I wish I was in Brooklyn tonight. I'm sure every bar is popping, dancing, singing, crying, celebrating. I'm sure everybody partaking feels thrilled to be alive. Me? I watched the NBA Draft, tweeted a bit about it, and now plan on some ice cream before bed. Remember the time, people, when this reaction was standard. I wish I was dancing with my friends.

Read my friend Odie's remembrance over at Big Media Vandalism.

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