10.15.2004

out of the blue i get random emails...but isn't that how it always works...because if you expected them they wouldn't be so random...
a few days ago i received one of these emails from a person who has meant a lot to me in the last few years...a guy i came to know deeply...who put things in a profound sense and helped me understand so much...he was actually the reason i started this blog so long ago...but he didn't know that until i told him last night...
we had dinner in georgetown after i got off of work...(i'm working for one of the two major satellite radio companies now and it is an amazing thing to love your job)...there wasn't much of drive to meet him...the hotel that the guardian put him up in was very easy to find and the people at the front desk were helpful...even if he didn't give me his real name only a room number...face to face anonymity is a strange thing...
i sat waiting by the elevator for someone i've never met in person but whom i knew i would know once i saw...watching each door open with luggage totting visitors shuffle in and out...three separate doors all working in some strange 3 card monty...distracting my attention until a man whom i've known for over a year and half...who shared the difficulties of life with me...who helped to open up my eyes to the bigger picture...who i once read resembled a cherub stepped out of the elevator directly in front of me and also knew me instantly...the world is a strange place...
he was what i expected and yet he was more...
it felt as though we were catching up on old times that were shared even if neither of us could really understand the others experience...
we went to my truck to stick a parking pass on the rear view mirror and to my surprise he climbed up into the passenger seat...so i got in too because he must've wanted to go someplace...
as we drove down the cramped streets of georgetown we talked about the last year and where things have ended up...we talked about the cryptic hand signals used by american soldiers at iraqi check points...we talked about house music and military cultural awareness training...we talked about riverbend...we realized that we had no idea where we were going so we parked my massive F150 and set out on foot...
i found out that he is here as a reporter for the guardian...he's been lined up with amazing interviews that scare him...although i think he will do just fine because he is excellent in the fine art of conversation...he is aware of the many sides of such a difficult time...
he had questions for me...things he hasn't had the chance to ask a former soldier...he needed clarifications and explanations...i watched his eyes go big at some of my answers...i smiled at his amazement that a guy like me could have ever been in the military he is all to familiar with...i assured him there are more of the me's out there...
we talked about book deals and movie rights...film festivals and action figures...we talked politics and then we talked more politics...his perspective put my own under a new light and i thank him for that...we drank beers...i had a Guinness while he had a miller light...miller light? of all the beers in that pub...
we sat for something like 3 hours and brought the world into focus...things are the way they are...but he has put his mark in this world forever...he opened up more eyes then my own and i think that is why i am so honored that he would wish to meet with me while he visited our country...i can only hope that you have continued success in your life and you keep getting paid for something you would do for free...you are amazing...
be safe salam...