no cause for concern

My birthday this year was incredibly no-frills compared to last year. I couldn't throw a party because I had to work. It was, however, pretty special. I was home sundaynightwashing/dyeingmyhair when deb calls me and tells me to open the front door because the boys are coming over. This could be any number of people. So i unlock the front door and get in the shower to get the dye out of my hair and to consequently turn the bathtub pink. They showed up while I was drying my hair so I didn't hear them sneak in on me and the first person to walk through my door after midnight was Adam. It surprised the shit out of me, and I don't even remember crossing the floor, I was just hugging him.

He and I have a lot of weird history. We haven't spoken in five years. I wasn't sure how I would react if I ever saw him again, But was fully prepared to never meet face to face again. I had a feeling we wouldn't. He had moved across the country and was doing some rather crazy extreme things on snowboards and motorcycles. He's already been to prison once, and has a habit of diving off the deep end of the wild side with fucking relish. He is my family, and I love him more than I can explain, because we have a really deep connection that is a lifelong one. He is my brother. I have two marks from his hands that will go with me to the grave. A tree and a snake. When I met him 13 years ago, I couldn't stand him. He is the only apprentice to The Arts that I have ever taken. He was a natural witch (still is) that I was afraid would do too much damage unless he was educated. It seems like time in nature has tempered him into something even more elemental (which can be considered quite frightening under some conditions and incredibly beautiful under others) We stopped speaking under charged circumstances. I was not sure how I would greet him.... it didn't take long to figure it out.

So behind him were Dugger and T, who are also my family that have moved away and come back. I had been hanging out with them the night before when I was at M's birthday party. I felt like I was just enveloped in family. It made me really miss Heffe and Gabriel. Then Deb came home and Bee and Jason called to say that they were coming over and I had the sense to tell Jason to bring a guitar. They got on famously and we had ourselves a little ho-down. Played Pass the guitar for ages. It was so much fun to play and sing with him again. He used to call me and wake me up at three in the morning when he lived a few houses away on Evergreen, wake me up to tell me to bring my guitar to his house and play some songs with him. I was too wasted to be playing, but my voice was true enough.

He ended up crawling in my bed sometime around sunrise. He still growls a lot and roots around in the bed. I apparently still either keep one hand on his chest or neck, or hook his foot with mine. I remember when I started doing that ages ago. we had decided that I must be trying to keep track of where he is in the bed while I am sleep. When we got up later I took some photos of him and he left to go back to Vicksburg, where he is working at WildmanPaul's tattoo shop. It was so good to see him and just kinda bond for about 12 hours. I got a few really wonderful shots of his hands.