about the previous entry

i got so many compliments on that story.  thank you so much.

no, its not a true story.  i just came to me, so i had to come sit down and write it.  although, its not without reason.

not sure how many of you know this, but i am fluent in sign language and had previously planned to be an interpreter to pay my way through school.  obviously i have not done this… 

well, last night i was at Jillians in seattle (pool hall) and there happened to be many many people signing there… not all were deaf, but a good many were.  it occured to me that it is probably a well known deaf hang out (needless to say i might be frequenting it much more often). 

it made me very nostaligic.  i miss signing very much and i miss the deaf community greatly.  i have been away so long…

anyway, i got home last night and was thinking of a very close friend of mine.  she was deaf and i think we were both interested in each other, but just never got the gumption to act on it.

so today while i was sitting around with my dad (when i should have been packing), the story just started flowing in my head, so i came and wrote it down.  kind of a poignant reminder that my life, and my previous visions thereof might not mix so well… despite my feelings on the matter.

thats my explanation.  i’m glad you all liked it.  i rather enjoyed writing it.  i might do some more on that… but doubtful.

take care, and much love to you all.

– noah