November 10, 2006
It's not that I'd forgotten how tall he was. Of course not. I knew he was a foot taller than I am and a very good four inches taller than most other tall guys I knew. It's that I'd forgotten how his tallness made me feel. How it made me nervous, for reasons I don't know and thus can't articulate. How it excited me, again for reasons I can't identify. How it made me happy, just to see my tall friend after 11 months of not seeing him, and to still be excited by something as simple as his height.