correspondence

i do remember that; that we are biologically related because our cells have memory. i think memory is one of the things that moves us both as artists and as people. one of the things i've found interesting is the way memory works for both of us. i've always thought of you as the historian, the one that should accurately document our past. i don't think of myself as a romantic, but sometimes the way that i remember betrays that tendency and i'm forced to reconcile with my own nature. i feel like you are a more romantic person in the day to day acts of living and i am in memory, my romanticized memories.
but i was thinking about our correspondence yesterday, about the letters and drawings and collages and objects we sent back and forth... and email too. i was thinking about the history of how we communicate, and how words intrigue us and yet are not something we need to speak to each other. i was thinking about our secret language of colors and images and experiences. i was thinking about how to make that into something not secret, or at least something shareable.