I was standing at my tiny little self-created kitchen slicing up onions at eleven o'clock at night in my sweats ... my husband wanted a salad. We are young... still on college time. But this song started rolling though my mind - Regina Spektor, The Call. Its from Narnia. I must be obsessed with the movie cuz I can't stop thinking about it. The words kept running through my mind. It's about friendship and parting and going through changes... the inevitable ones for those who are called away to more...  And I stood there cutting my onions with tears in my eyes. My mind was on Caitlin Shirley. Yes... my wet eyes could have been the fault of the purple onions... purple - Caitlin. She is purple in every way except all the secret ways that show up gold or olive green... sometimes orange ( those times are quite enticing because they are usually a match spark for something new that no one has thought of before). She belongs to a Pod that I have with another dear heart named Kindra, though we respectfully call her K. And at times I drink tea and think the same thing about her. 

We were there buying party goods for AS or SMU or something , Caitlin and I.  She was always a "big wig" in all of our school leadership slots. Almost too big to touch at times. But she never left me for long. And things never changed with her. She is like a butterfly that you can't catch but always seems to remain in your garden or on the path before you. She is probably a purple butterfly too. ;) And anyway... So I here I am... chopping onions for Brad with a silly sad Narnia song stuck in my head daydreaming about my dear friend up in Seattle wishing I could buy a new purple dress. And thats that. I haven't blogged in a while. Rusty. But take it. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7uoC-YTQy8 --- This is the song... Listen to it.