“Driving to class with him. All I could think about was that it had been three days since I'd touched his face AND HE SEEMED so fine. I said, to him "you seem like you didn't miss a beat." He looked at me and said Sabrina, I've missed so many beats, I've MADE A RhytHM.” ThinkingMadeSaidSeemsFacesThreeClassMissingLike YouFineBeatsDrivingRhythmTouchedSabrina Author:Sabrina Ward Harrison
“I sat on the bench outside of class today and talked to Jon. I read to him from my journal, it was the part about the accordian player I was watching on the street last weekend. He said that an accordian is such a perfect metaphor for Love, because you are always opening, and closing, shifting, and getting air, and that's how the music happens. True.” SaidHappensTodayLastsPerfectClassPlayerAirStreetsMetaphorOpeningSatWeekendJournalShiftingClosingBenches Author:Sabrina Ward Harrison
