When I think of this trip.
I see David and me 
in the front seat of his car.
We are both so young.
He want's something better 
then he has.
I want precisely what he has
already.
Neither of us knows
where our lives are going to go.
It smells like chewing tobaco...
soda... and smoke.
And the conversation is the
best one I ever had.
David taught that books existed
to stop you from feeling lonley.
If I could...
I'd say to David that living 
those days with him
Reminded me what life is like.
Instead of... 
being a relief from it.
And I'd tell him, that it made me feel
 much less alone.
