Hit My Heart

Was he an animal, that music had such an effect upon him? He felt as if the way were opening before him to the unknown nourishment he craved.
-Franz Kafka
“The Metamorphosis”

Twenty-five years ago today

November 26, 1985
Tuesday

I cut my ear while shaving today.

I have to do three things today:
1. Make reservations for dinner on Wednesday night.
2. Telephone Dennis Reno about the International Car Show tickets
3. Call Worthington’s to see if my ‘Brothers’ portrait proofs are ready

I did not really make any reservations today. It was very busy at work. I had a mediocre sales day. It doesn’t really matter.

I did call Dennis about the International Car Show but I learned that he is out vacationing (or something) until December 2, 1985. I guess I can wait (if Chad can).

Worthington’s pictures were ready, so I ordered a 16 x 20 portrait for mom. What the hell…it’s going to cost me but that’s mom and dad’s main gift, so heck…it’s worth it. The proofs were okay and it was hard to narrow it down to one where we all looked half-way decent. I did finally pick one. And since I was in the area of the portrait studio I went to the gym for one-set of weights and a thirty-six minute ride on the Life Cycle.

I dropped at mom and dad’s house for a quick sandwich.

When I reached my pad I began clipping ads and pictures of things in magazines to wrap Chad’s ‘Rocking Horse’ Christmas ornament. I think he’ll like that. It’s just a tiny, thoughtful gesture. In fact, Chad called while I was wrapping it.
“Mike, I thought of you several times today.”
He is going to meet me—after all—after work tomorrow. We are going to have dinner somewhere. It ought to be a fun evening. I’m excited about getting out of work now.



Once the smallest detail was understood, then everything was understood.
-Franz Kafka
“The Top”

Chad told me something that really hit my heart.
“I’ve got to let you know that I’m really growing to love you.”
It was important for him to let me know his feelings just in case something happened. He’s such a neat person. I’ve found quality in Chad Glen and he’s one qualitative friend that I want as part of my life forever.

I know the other night after our petty arguments I had thought, “I don’t need him.”
However, when it comes to an essential friendship way—alone—I do need him. I love him.