What We Write (part 1)
Chad and I fell in love through writing. Did you know? We met volunteering, flirted tenaciously, felt parallel panic, talked like we’d known each other forever, and then fell into an easy-yet-awkward (and very much sporadic) penpalmanship.
We would check in via letter, or email (or–let’s be honest–facebook) every six months to a year. Then drift off into our own separate lives.
Except one time that didn’t happen. One time we just kept writing. And writing. And writing, until we’d written a book–228 pages of hopes, fears, and things that you’d never want your parents to read.
Anyways, so that’s what we know, and what we come back to, though we’ve also been known to talk on the phone for hours at a time, or stay up all night diving into the oceans of each others minds. Or–lets be honest–watch a movie and then go to bed at 9pm.
And one time (just once), we played around with our new iPhones, dictating random thoughts to Siri to see what she’d turn them into. And that one time, I asked Chad to talk about “what it would be like if we had a kitty cat.”
Then Siri gave us the following, which I have transcribed into poem format. Because it is truly poetic. Thank you, iPhone. Thank you, Siri. Thank you, Chad.
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What Would it Be Like if We Had a Kitty Cat?
What would it be like if we had a kitty cat?
Odelays, and having a KitKat
(that we got to snuggle with)and had the to-take for you
Catwalks, in the looking
Little Kitty Cat(and I’m bad)
and then we were–I’m pretty
Good little kitty cat
(and I don’t get off)