It was very early the morning of April 8, 2006. The weather, as is so often does in the Midwest, had a manic bipolar episode and sent howls of freezing cold wind throughout the upstairs of my gal pal Cody's house. I was laying in Cody's warm and freakishly comfortable bed under a cozy duvet wishing for something silly like sleep to wash over me. It wasn't long before Cody and her freezing ass toes came running into her bedroom and hopped in bed with me. She had yielded her bed of plenty to me all the while trying to make due in her sisters cold and drafty shrine of teen spirit bedroom. The naturally occurring heat provided by my chub oven did not disappoint according to the looks of relief that poured over Cody's face and her eyes actually fluttered like glittering cherries on a slot machine as her freezing ass dragon lady claws or toes or whatever they were sought warmth in random pockets of leg fat. The eve of the greatest departure of my life had just officially turned into a good old fashion slumber party.
We talked and talked and talked. We sang and sang and sang. We laughed and laughed and laughed. I'm sure if i had hair she would have braided it. Eventually Cody drifted off into sleep in the middle of one of my stories that I'm sure she had heard before but like a true friend always pretended she was hearing it for the first time. The sun was starting to rear it's ugly head just enough that I could see it was almost time for me to hop in the shower, get dressed, and run through my final mental checklist before embarking on such a monumental trip.
I'm not sure if i ever told Cody how grateful I was that that evening was so cold she was forced to find warmth close to me. Just moments before she hopped into bed with me my mind had turned to a very dark place. Something greater than fear was literally taking my breathe away. Dread had all but settled in and my tears did not fail to fail me. In that moment I knew I existed if for no other reason than because I was truly afraid. Cody, for at least a few hours, unknowingly calmed my fears and made me feel like I was still alive.
We talked and talked and talked. We sang and sang and sang. We laughed and laughed and laughed. I'm sure if i had hair she would have braided it. Eventually Cody drifted off into sleep in the middle of one of my stories that I'm sure she had heard before but like a true friend always pretended she was hearing it for the first time. The sun was starting to rear it's ugly head just enough that I could see it was almost time for me to hop in the shower, get dressed, and run through my final mental checklist before embarking on such a monumental trip.
I'm not sure if i ever told Cody how grateful I was that that evening was so cold she was forced to find warmth close to me. Just moments before she hopped into bed with me my mind had turned to a very dark place. Something greater than fear was literally taking my breathe away. Dread had all but settled in and my tears did not fail to fail me. In that moment I knew I existed if for no other reason than because I was truly afraid. Cody, for at least a few hours, unknowingly calmed my fears and made me feel like I was still alive.
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