i accidentally found this old email from my friend in portland, a long time ago now, and i got real sad when i read it:
7 april 2016, 9:28 PM
hope you are doing well. if you’re out walking around tonight feel free to walk to my apartment. ring the doorbell. I may be sleeping. ill say hello.
i remember that i did go to her apartment and wake her up and hang out with her. ah man. well! i reckon the memory of it will have to suffice. i have remembered it even if i’m the only one